Kill The Poor
Efficiency and progress is ours once more. Now that we have the Nuetron bomb. It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done. Away with excess enemy, with no less value to property. No sense in war, but perfect sense at home... The sun beams down on a bran new day. No more welfare or tax to pay. Unsightly slums gone up in a flashing flame. Jobless million whisked away. At last we have more room to play. All systems go to kill the poor tonight. Gonna kill kill kill kill kill the poor...Tonight. Behold the sparkle of champagne. The crime rate's gone, feel free again. O` life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White. Jane Fonda on the screen today. Convinced the Liberals it's okay. So let's get dressed and dance away the night. While they... kill kill kill kill kill the poor...tonight.
Forward To Death
I don't need your way of life. I can't stand you attitudes. I can do without your strife. I don't need this fucking world. I don't need this fucking 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 much pity. I can't take another day. It's such a bore, it gets me really sore. I don't need this fucking world. I don't need this fucking 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.
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 missles like they're toys. There's easy money, easy jobs. Especially when you build the bombs. That blow up 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 Communism 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, w emight make you a spy. Forget your demonstrations. kids today sit on their ass (when ya get drafted). Just a six- pack and you're happy. We're prepared, for when you get drafted.
Let's lynch The LandLord
The landlord's here to visit. They're blasting disco down below. Sez, "I'm doubling the rent cos the buildings condemned. You're gonna help me buy City Hall." But we can, you know we can. 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. Tell me "All you ever do is complain" The 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. 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 through the ceiling. But we can, you know we can. Let's lynch the landlord man.
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 shelf, and let go with my friends. Can't come up with anything I want to do. I need a project I can finish. My brain needs some stimulation. Drug me, Drug me, Drug me, Drug me, Drug me. I'm so fucking tired. I gotta stay awake and get to work. I'm runnin` late. I gotta make it through the day and make my time go by. Ta and the stereo and girls are lots of fun. I want the max. I relate better loaded. "Got ta see the movie stoned" Drug me, Drug me, Drug me. Drug me- with natural vitamin C. Drug me- with pharmaceutical speed. Drug me- with your sleeping pills. Drug me- with your crossword puzzles. Drug me- with your magazines. Drug me- with your fuck machines. With a foundation of fads, more rock and roll ads... Drug me Drug me Drug me me me. Finally off of work. Unwind, and watch the ball game at the bar. Another potato chip weekend. Is here to last. Go away Go away Go away Go away Go away. Leave me alone. So I can't see myself.
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 copy cat. 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. Scrap from anywhere. Bunch of used parts From garbage pails everywhere. Frankstein became a monster, just like you. Your scars only show. When someone talks to you. You're boring boring boring. Always tape machine recording. I've heard all this before. I've heard all this before. Your emotions make you a monster.
Down at the arsenal they keep the never 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, run right in and grab it. Go crazy crazy crazy crazy... Now I got my own mustard gas in my pocket. Climb on a tree on a branch drop it. On a country club full of Saturday golfers. So I can watch them die. Chokin` shakin` in convulsions. Go crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy... Chemical Warfare Warfare Warfare. Pani in the air. See the headless chickens runnin` Golf carts headed on crashin` Crackin` heads wide open. Scartch the gras, mister, you can't breath, and roll and writhe in a sandtrap. Starting to heave, claw those clubs lemme see you seeth. Crazy Crazy Crazy Crazy Crazy Crazy. Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare. Yellow air. Yellow clous. Blowin` down down down the fiarway. Sensitive to the touch. Movin' down the putting green. Heading straight for the big club house. Where the stuffed country club, effervascent ladies, so carefree relax, pose by the pool. Limber limp with a dry martini. Until...
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. Zan fascists wil lcontrol 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/denime secret police. They have come for your uncool niece. Come quietly 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 croak, you little clown. When you mess with President Brown. California Uber Alles. Uber Alles California.
I Kill Children
I kill children. I love to see them die. I kill children and make their mamas cry. Crush `em under my car. I wanna hear them scream. Feed `em poison candy to spoil their Halloween. So you're in the kids ward. You're in there cos you're ill. How about some Pavulon, so I can see you chill. Time to hit the school bus. I thik I'll shoot the tires. Offer them a helping hand, of open telephone wires. Ever wanted to die? of course you have., but I won't until I get my revenge. I don't wanna see people any more. Things I never ever saw before. Make me see them for the shit they are. Take a smany as I can away with me. Anyone can be a king for a day... So kill children. I love to see them die. I kill children to make their mamas cry. I kill children. I bang their heads in doors. I kill children. Can hardly wait for yours...
Stealing People's Mail
We ain't going to the party We ain't going to the game. We ain't going to the disco.Ain't gonna cruise down main. We're stealing people's mail. Stealing people's mail. Stealing people's mail. On a Friday night. Drivin' in the mountains. Winding 'round and 'round. Rummage through your mailboxes. Take your mail back to town. And we got license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns. Checks to politicians from real estate firms. Money, bills and cancelled checks. Pretty funny pictures of your kids. We're stealing people's mail. On a Friday night. We're stealing people's mail, by the pale moonlight. We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful Aafter grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful Of the private lives of you. Ha Ha!
People say that we're crazy,we're sick and all alone,
but when we read your letters,we're rolling on the floor. We got more license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns. Checks to politicians from real estate firms.
Money, bills and cancelled checks. We cut relationships with your friends. We're gonna steal your mail. On a Friday night. Gonna steal your mail
By the pale moonlight. We better not get caught
We'll be dumped in institutions. Where we'll be drugged and shocked 'til we come out born-again Christians...
Funland At The Beach
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 and then it smashed right down. Through the crowded haunted house below. Oh No! Human hamburger! No! And it's Crushed little Kids. Crushed little Kids. Crushed little Kids. Adorn the boardwalk.
See the tourists drop their jaws and cones. See the owners smell a big lawsuit. Oh Police! (call your lawyer first). Make the witnesses go home and they'll turn on the TV and see the crushed little kids. Adorn the boardwalk...
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.
Holiday In Cambodia
So you been to schools for a year or two 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 niggers feel cold
and the slum's got so much soul. It's time to taste what you most fear. Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear...It's a holiday in Cambodia.
It's tough, kid, but it's life. It's a holiday in Cambodia. Don't forget to pack a wife. You're a star-belly sneech. You suck like a leach.You want everyone to act like you. Kiss ass while you bitch,so you can get rich, but your boss gets richer off you. Well you'll work harder, with a gun in your back,for a bowl of rice a day. Slave for soldiers 'til you starve,then your head is skewered on a stake.Now you can go where people are one. Now you can go where they get things done. What you need, my son...Is a holiday in Cambodia.
Where people dress in black. A holiday in Cambodia.
Where you'll kiss ass or crack.Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, etc.... And it's a holiday in Cambodia
A holiday in Cambodia.Where the slums got so much soul.Viva Las Vegas
Bright lights city gonna set my soul. It's gonna set my soul on fire. Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn, so get those stakes up high.
There's a thousand pretty women waiting out there. They're all waiting the Devil may care ,and I'm just a devil with love to spare, so VIVA LAS VEGAS! VIVA LAS VEGAS! VIVA LAS VEGAS! How I wish that there were more
Than the twenty four hours in the day. Even if I ran out of speed, boy I wouldn't sleep a minute of the way. Oh there's blackjack and poker and the roulette wheel. A fortune won and lost on every deal. All you need is sonar and nerves of steel, so VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA LAS VEGAS! VIVA LAS VEGAS! Viva Las Vegas where the neon signs are flashing and The one arm bandits crashing All hopes down the drain. Viva Las Vegas turning day into night time turning night into daytime. If you see it once, you'll never be the same again. Gotta keep on running. Gonna have me some fun
If it costs me my very last dime. If I wind up broke
Then I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time.
Oh, I'm gonna give it everything I've got Lady Luck's with me, the dice stay hot Got coke up my nose to dry away the snot, so VIVA LAS VEGAS! VIVA LAS VEGAS! VIVA LAS VEGAS! VIVA! VIVA! Las Vegas!!!
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