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Where Do Ya Draw the Line Dead Kennedys How many liberators Really want to be dictators Every theory has its holes When real life steps in So how do we feed And make room for All the people crowded on our earth And transfer all that Fleshdunce Dead Kennedys We're world industry's thoughtlords The entertainment wing We keep you all in line By fixing your free will Surround you with pop fantasies Just slightly out of reach To soften all the blows RIOT Dead Kennedys Watch them kicking peoples' ass But you get to the place Where the real slavedrivers live It's walled off by the riot squad Aiming guns right at your head So you turn right around And play right 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 When ya Get Drafted Dead Kennedys Words and Music by Biafra Are you believing the morning papers? Holiday in Cambodia Dead Kennedys And you know you've seen it all In daddy's car Thinkin' you'll go far Back east your type don't crawl Play ethnicky jazz To parade your snazz On your five grand stereo Braggin that you know How the Draw The Line Bryan Adams I've been accused of jealousy While you've been runnin' 'round To think that I trusted you and you let me down You always liked the spotlight Now you're the talk of the town If trouble's what you're lookin At My Job Dead Kennedys sky With flags like pubic hair ringed 'round the bottom The symbols of our heritage Lit up proudly in the night Somehow fits to see the homeless people Passed out on the lawn So this is where One-Way Ticket to Pluto Dead Kennedys Get ready for the blast off! And don't forget the hype! We're going into space. Do the Slag Dead Kennedys Have you heard about the latest craze That's sweepin' across the nation All the punks from coast to coast Have discovered an old invention: "Your hair's too long Man, you're a queer You're too 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 The Great Wall Dead Kennedys Great Wall of China It's so big it's seen from outer space Put there to keep starving neighbors Locked outside the gates What's changed today? HALLOWEEN Dead Kennedys Babe, you better know And you better plan Better plan all day Better plan all week Better plan all month Better plan all year You're dressed up like a clown Putting on your act It's the only 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 Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round Dead Kennedys This is the Secretary at the State Department of the United States... We have a problem. The companies want something done about this sluggish world economic situation... WINNEBAGO WARRIOR Dead Kennedys Roughin' it in the great outdoors Guidebooks tell us where to go Winnebego Warrior Slow down traffic climbing hills 30 gallons to the mile Honey, quick, the Polaroid (chorus) Winnebago Warrior A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch Dead Kennedys vampire His disciples flock to such a fitting shrine Sprawled across from his graceless mansion A shopping mall Filled with prayer rugs and Elvis dolls And I wonder Yeah I wonder Will Elvis take the The Man With The Dogs Dead Kennedys I am no one But I'm well known For I am the man with the dogs I stare at you shopping Watch while you're walking Two dogs run around your toes You turn around Two eyes break you down Now, who 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 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 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 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, Triumph of the Swill Dead Kennedys Life can only get better All you need to do is fall in love Everyone else has fun but you Buy that fun you'll fit in too Dance your problems away GOVERNMENT MUSIC Cheap escape to that mind-control Soup Is Good Food Dead Kennedys words: Biafra, music:Ray/Biafra/Flouride/Peligro We're sorry But you're no longer needed Or wanted Or even cared about here Machines can do a better job than you This is what you get for asking Night of the Living Rednecks Dead Kennedys Now, I waited, and walked down about a block to where the Kentucky Fried Chicken is, on Burnside, and sure enough, they drove around again. Potshot Heard Round the World Dead Kennedys We're the United States Marines We know you've all been killing each other For at least two thousand years But we're here now To protect the family Of Christian heroin warlords Most friendly Dear Abby Dead Kennedys But we just can't afford to with the prices the way they are. so I bring home some choice cuts from my autopsy subjects. Just mix in the Tuna Helper...and ta-da! 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 A Commercial Dead Kennedys It's so important we've even exhumed the bodies of Lynyrd Skynyrd! Drug me Dead Kennedys Words and Music by Biafra I don't want to think Don't make me care I wanna melt in with the group I need the balls To leap out of my shell And let go with my friends Can't come up with anything