"Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables"


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FORWARD TO DEATH
I don't need your way of life
I can't stand your attitudes
I can do without your strife
I don't need this - world
I don't need this - world
This world brings me down
Gag with every breath
This world brings me down
I'm looking forward to death
It seems so unreal to me
So much hate and so mouch pity
I can't take another day
It's such a bore
It gets me really sore
I don't need this - world
I don't need this - world
This world brings me down
Gag with every breath
This world brings me down
I'm looking forward to death
Looking forward to death
Looking forward to death

WHEN YA GET DRAFTED
Are you believing the morning papers?
War is coming back in style
There's generals here, advisors there
And Russians nibbling everywhere
The chessboard's filling up with red
We make more profits when we blow off their heads
Economy is looking bad
Let's start another war when ya get drafted
Fan the fires of racist hatred
We want total war when ya get drafted
Drooling fingers
Panic buttons
Playing with missiles like they're toys
There's easy money, easy jobs
Especially when you build the bombs
That blow big cities off the map
Just guess who profits when we build 'em back up
Yeah, what Big Business wants Big Business gets
It wants a war when ya get drafted
Trilateral Commission goonies laugh
and scheme for more when ya get drafted
Call the Army!
Call the Navy!
Stocked with kids from slums when ya get drafted
If you can't afford a slick attorney
We might make you a spy
Forget your demonstrations
Kids today sit on their - when ya get drafted
Just a six-pack
And you're happy
We're prepared
For when ya get drafted

LET'S LYNCH THE LANDLORD
The Landlord's here to visit
They're blasting disco down below
Says, "I'm doubling up the rent Cos the building's condemned You're gonna help me buy City Hall"
But we can, you know we can
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord man
I tell them 'turn on the water'
I tell 'em 'turn on the heat'
Tells me 'All you ever do is complain'
Then they search the place when I'm not here
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord man
There's rats chewin' up the kitchen
Roaches up to my knees
Turn the oven on, it smells like Dachau, yeah
Til the rain pours thru the ceiling
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord man

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YOUR EMOTIONS
Your mommy told you this And your daddy told you that
Always think like this And never do that
You learned so many feelings But what is there to that
Which are really yours Or are you just a copycat
Your school told you this And your church told you that
Memorize this And don't you dare look at that ...
Just a tape recorder Mimicking of the bores
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
Planless and mindless Scraps from anywhere
Bunch of used parts From garbage pails everywhere
Frankenstein became a monster Just like you
Your scars only show When someone talks to you
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster

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CALIFORNIA UBER ALLES
I am Governor Jerry Brown My aura smiles
And never frowns Soon I will be president
Carter power will soon go away I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you Your kids will meditate in school
California Uber Alles Uber Alles California
Zen fascists will control you 100% natural
You will jog for the master race And always wear the happy face
Close your eyes, can't happen here Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say Mellow out or you will pay
California Uber Alles Uber Alles California
Now it is 1984 Knock knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police They have come for your uncool neice
Come quitely to the camp You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower For your clothes here's a pretty flower
Die on organic poison gas Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will crack, you little clown When you mess with President Brown
California Uber Alles Uber Alles California

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ILL IN THE HEAD
In a desperate mind Little gardens grow
They grow very wide They grow very tall
Why am I alive Urban Wonderland
By the fence I stand In and out of hand
There are many paths Dripping dark so dense
Do not enter here Enter over there
People closing in Barking at my mind
Shoving me to wine I want all alone
I want my own home I want my own girl
Help me hate the world Own and love my life

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