A Child and his Lawnmower Dead Kennedys

Some clown in Sacramento was drugged into court He shot his lawnmower It disobeyed, it wouldn't start Might makes right, it's the American Way (R) They fined him $60 and sent him on his way You know

HYPERACTIVE CHILD Dead Kennedys

I'm tired of kissin' ass I can't sit still all day You know I know your school's a lie That's why you dragged me here 'You're a hyperactve child You're disruptive, you're too wild We're going

Rambozo the Clown Dead Kennedys

Got a deadly toy To brainwash your boy An egocentric muscle thug Kicks butt on screen like a brat outa hell Bullshitter in the Indochina shop Pull the string in his back, we win the war That

A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch Dead Kennedys

words: Biafra, music:Biafra/Ray/Flouride/Peligro In lonely gas stations with mini-marts You'll find rows of them for sale Liquor-filled statues of Elvis Presley Drink like a vampire His disciples

Police Truck Dead Kennedys

Tonight's the night that we got the truck We're goin' downtown gonna beat up drunks Your turn to drive I'll bring the beer It's the late late shift no one to fear And ride, ride how we ride We ride

This Could Be Anywhere (This Could Be Everywhere) Dead Kennedys

words: Biafra music: Ray/Biafra/Flouride/Peligro Cold concrete apartments Rise up from wet black asphalt Below them a few carcasses Of the long gone age of privacy It takes a scary kind of

Life Sentence Dead Kennedys

You used to be a partner in crime Now you say you ain't got the time Gotta get serious, gotta plan Gotta pass those entrance exams Oh my God It's your senior year All you care about is your

Life Sentence Dead Kennedys

You used to be a partner in crime Now you say you ain't go the time Gotta get serious, gotta plan Gotta pass those entrance exams Oh my God It's senior year All you care about is your career It's

TRUST YOUR MECHANIC Dead Kennedys

TV invents a disease You think you have So you buy our drugs And soon you depend on them Pain is in your mind Gotcha comin' back for more Again and again and again and again Gonna rip you off

Jock-O-Rama (Invasion of the Beef Patrol) Dead Kennedys

you get ahead Jock-O-Rama--Save my soul We're under the thumb of the Beef Patrol The future of America is in their hands Watch it roll over Niagara Falls Pep rally in the holy temple And you're

Saturday Night Holocaust Dead Kennedys

There's a prefab building and a funny smell Around the hill outside of town Every now and then we wonder But we shrug our shoulders And get back to work There's a railroad there and trains go

Police Truck Dead Kennedys

, lowride It's roundup time where the good whores meet Gonna drag one screaming off the street And ride, ride how we ride Got a black uniform and a silver badge Playin'cops for real/playin' cops

Saturday Night Holocaust Dead Kennedys

There's a prefab building and a funny smell Around the hill outside of town Every now and then we wonder But we shrug our shoulders And get back to work...

Macho Insecurity Dead Kennedys

Name one thing on earth lower than a tough guy Who talks with his fists instead of using his head Who beats the shit out of anything it can't understand Behind the muscle mask is a scared little boy

Straight A's Dead Kennedys

Sixteen, on the honor roll I wish that I was dead Parents hate me, I got zits And bruises round my head Pressure's on to get good grates So I can be like them Do my homework all the time I can't

BLEED FOR ME Dead Kennedys

You've been hanging 'round With an enemy of the state Come with me to the building That no one stops to watch (chorus) C'mon bleed C'mon bleed C'mon bleed Bleed for me We'll strap you to a

Take This Job And Shove It Dead Kennedys

and shove it I ain't working here no more Take this job and shove it I ain't working here no more My woman left and took all the reasons I was working for You better not try to stand in my way

Short Songs Dead Kennedys

I like short songs (Repeat 13 times) Straight A's Sixteen, on the honor roll I wish that I was dead Parents hate me, I got zits And bruises `round my head Pressure's on to get good grades

Gone with My Wind Dead Kennedys

the president's had too much to drink His days of power are about gone He's been talking to paintings in the hall He says, "I'm finished, so what the hell? My life is ruined, what matters now?

DEAD END Dead Kennedys

Once I had a close friend I knew him for quite a while He seemed all right to me We had this deal together Tied up my money and time And then he went away Taking all that was mine (chorus)

Night of the Living Rednecks Dead Kennedys

Oh, his fist didn't go up so quickly this time! Yawn... yawn... yawn... Put them headphones on, it's bee-bop time. I wanna tell you a story, about the last time I was in Portland.

Triumph of the Swill Dead Kennedys

Vomit fire out of their big mouts Shake your fists obediently Make Leni Riefenstahl real proud See the Aryan bozo with the red guitar Parachute on the White House lawn Gonna bomb the commies with his

At My Job Dead Kennedys

be late Thank you for your service and a long career Glad you gave us your best years CHORUS Stars and Stripes of Corruption words: Biafra, music:Biafra/Ray/Flouride/Peligro Finally got

Insight Dead Kennedys

Who's that kid in the back of the room Who's that kid in the back of the room He's setting all his papers on fire He's setting all his papers on fire Where did he get that crazy smile Where did

Insight Dead Kennedys

He's setting all his papers on fire He's setting all his papers on fire Where did he get that crazy smile? Where did he get that crazy smile?

A Commercial Dead Kennedys

Have we got a telethon for you coming soon on MTV! A rockin' bankroll extravaganza featuring all your vigilante rock stars! Sammy Hagar...Sylvester Stallone...Clint Eastwood.

GOVERNMENT FLU Dead Kennedys

We got a drug We're gonna try it out on you Won't make you die It'll getcha just a little bit sick (chorus) Got a head cold Got a chest cold And it's three days old (Goin' on forever) Make you

Pull My Strings Dead Kennedys

I'm tired of self respect I can't afford a car I wanna be a prefab superstar I wanna be a tool, don't need no soul Wanna make big money playing rock and roll I'll make my music boring I'll

Pull My Strings Dead Kennedys

I'm tired of self respect I can't afford a car I wanna be a tool Don't need no soul Wanna make big money Playing rock and roll I'll make my music boring I'll play my music slow I ain't no artist

FOREST FIRE Dead Kennedys

No junk food, just earthly goods I ate weird berries in the woods Now I'm seeing colors, I'm getting higher I think I'll start a forest fire There's a forest fire climbin' the hill Burnin' wealthy

TERMINAL PREPPIE Dead Kennedys

I go to college That makes me so cool I live in a dorm And show off by the pool I join the right clubs Just to make an impression I block out thinking It won't get me ahead My ambition in life

KEPONE FACTORY Dead Kennedys

I finally found a job in a paper Movin' barrels at a chemical plant There's shiny-looking dust on my fingers Goin' up my nose and into my lungs It's the Kepone poisoning - Minamata Kepone poisoning

Your Emotions Dead Kennedys

Words and Music by East Bay Ray Your mommy told you this And your daddy told you Always think like this And never do that You learned so many feelings But what is there to that Which are really

RIOT Dead Kennedys

Rioting - the unbeatable high Adrenaline shoots your nerves to the sky Everyone knows this town is gonna blow And it's all gonna blow right now...

Chemical Warfare Dead Kennedys

Words and Music by Biafra Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits Been sitting there for years I'm gonna have at it I cut through the fence,

The Prey Dead Kennedys

You're from out of town I can tell that by your shoes Flew in for the convention Getting tipsy in a bar You're leaving pretty late Gotta get up in the morning Thinking she's just too expensive

The Prey Dead Kennedys

You're from out of town I can tell that by your shoes Flew in for the convention Getting tipsy in a bar You're leaving pretty late Gotta get up in the morning Thinking she's just too expensive And

Funland at the Beach Dead Kennedys

Words and Music by Biafra Sunny Sunday at the amusement park See the fat hands spill their pop Oh babe - lots of flags and ballons But someone sabotaged the roller coaster last night Ran a turn

Goons of Hazzard Dead Kennedys

find a chick to sit in the middle So we drink ourselves sick Lean out the windows and pinch ass instead We are the Goons of Hazzard Glorified on your TV We run down bikes and hitch hikers And we

I Fought The Law Dead Kennedys

Drinkin' beer in the hot sun I fought the law and I won I needed sex and I got mine I fought the law and I won The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends That's how the country's

Holiday in Cambodia Dead Kennedys

So you been to schools For a year or two And you know you've seen it all In daddy's car Thinking you'll go far Back east your type don't crawl Play ethnicy jazz To parade your snazz On your five

I Fought the Law Dead Kennedys

Drinkin’ beer in the hot sun I fought the law and I won I needed sex and I got mine I fought the law and I won The law don’t mean shit if you’ve got the right friends That’s how the country’s run

Soup Is Good Food Dead Kennedys

any more) To be shit out our ass And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash We're sorry You'll just have to leave Unemployment runs out after just six weeks How does it feel to be a budget

MORAL MAJORITY Dead Kennedys

Come and buy the Good News' Then you buy the president and swimming pools If Jesus don't save 'til we're lining your pockets God must be dead if you're alive Circus-tent con-men and Southern belle

One-Way Ticket to Pluto Dead Kennedys

And don't forget the hype! We're going into space.

Chickenshit Conformist Dead Kennedys

Punk's not dead It just deserves to die When it becomes another stale cartoon A close-minded, self-centered social club Ideas don't matter, it's who you know If the music's gotten boring It's

Cesspools in Eden Dead Kennedys

Oh...Oh Oh Oh It's the big waste dump Oh, yeah We built your ticky-tacky houses On landfill soil To cover up a gift We left you years before Of toxic chemicals And leaking gas Just dig a little

The Great Wall Dead Kennedys

Empires hoard more than they need And peasant threaten our comfort We'll build a Great Wall around our power Build a Great Wall around our pownr Bankrupt L.A.'

Lawnmower Tie These Hands

Oh I am waking up to the sun and you are waking up across the land Oh I am thinking about you and you are thinking of me too What does all of this mean Is there hope I think there is I know that there

I Spy Dead Kennedys

You look at me fromhe back of the room All I see is a bumbling buffoon Head down like you don't see much UNtil you move in to make your bust CHORUS I spy for you and me I spy for you and me