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November 1986
Produced by Jello Biafra
Engineered by John Cuniberti.
Mixed by Cuniberti and Biafra
Recorded at City Sound Recording and Hyde St.
Studios, San Francisco
Mastered by John Cuniberti with East Bay Ray
Backing vocals on "Draw the Line",
"Fleshdunce" and "Chickenshit
Conformist": Cal, Andrew and Blaze from
No Tag.
Timbales on "Dear Abby": Jayed Scotti
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Sci-Fi synthesizer on "One
Way Ticket to Pluto": Tim Jones P. O'Pillage
as the voice of Rambozo Spiritual Guidance:
Pippin Youth
Cover layout: P. O'Pillage
Contributing Designer: Stefan Viterstedt/Moerker
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Track
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Song
Title |
Lyrics |
Mp3 |
1. |
Take This Job and Shove It |
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2. |
Hop With
the Jet Set |
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3. |
Dear Abby |
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4. |
Rambozo the Clown |
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5. |
Fleshdunce |
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6. |
The Great Wall |
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7. |
Shrink |
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8. |
Triumph of the Swill |
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9. |
Macho Insecurity |
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10. |
I Spy |
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11. |
Cesspools In Eden |
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12. |
One-way Ticket To Pluto |
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13. |
Do the Slag |
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14. |
A Commercial |
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15. |
Gone With My Wind |
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16. |
Anarchy For Sale |
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17. |
Chickenshit Conformist |
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18. |
Where Do Ya Draw the
Line |
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19. |
Potshot Heard ‘Round the World |
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20. |
D.M.S.O. |
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21. |
Lie Detector |
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TAKE THIS JOB
AND SHOVE IT
Chorus: Take this job and shove it / I ain't
working here no more / I will not get all the
pieces / I've been working for / Paper cups,
minimum wage / Just walk on out the door / Take
this job and shove it / I ain't working here
no more / (Chorus) / They'll have you in this
factory / From now on for fifty years / All
this time I see my woman / Drowning in her tears
/ I see a lot of people who / Got to have a
piece of me / I'd give the shirt right off my
back / If I had the nerve to say / (Chorus)
/ Let's all go use our sick leave up / And then
we'll shoot some pool / Got brand new skinhead
hair cuts / You think he's a fool / One of these
days I'll blow my top / Or somebody's gonna
pay / I'd hate to see the process / As you enter
the factory and say / Take this job and shove
it / I ain't working here no more / I won't
let that shit bother me / That I've been working
for / Paper cups, minimum wage / Just walk on
out the door / Take this job and shove it /
I ain't working here no more / Take this job
and shove it / I ain't working here, ain't working
here, ain't working here no more
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HOP WITH THE JET
SET
I say, come on! / To pleasures unknown / Where
we fly to when we are all bored / C’mon
for the ride / And hop with the jet set tonight
/ We’ll sun ourselves red down in Montego
Bay / Hotel-hired guards keep the natives away
/ We wanna save the whales / We’ll go
watch them feed, / Buzz around them in boats
/ ‘Til they won’t breed / Just here
for the ride / Then we hop with the jet set
tonight / Check out them Indians’ ancestral
art / Some of that would look cute up on our
walls / Yeah, suit it just fine / When we hop
with the jet set tonight / We’ll hire
out some poachers to go steal their dolls /
Who cares if they’re scared - they look
awful cute / National Geographic found a stone
age tribe / Let’s feed them their first
hot dogs on film / Won’t that be a prize
/ To show the jet set tonight / “Aren’t
they cute, aren’t they pure…”
/ Muse subscribers back home / Next weekend
the junta exterminates them / Back home by the
sea at our outdoor café / Our chameleon
tongues catch the flies in the air
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DEAR ABBY
Dear Abby, Got a problem. I’m a decent,
underpaid, hardworking county coroner. It’s
important that my family eat meat at least three
times a week. But we just can’t afford
to with the prices the way they are. So I bring
home choice cuts from my autopsy subjects. Just
mix in the Tuna Helper, and ta-da! / The whole
family things my new meals are delicious. They
ask me what’s my secret. Abby, I think
they’re getting suspicious. My smart-ass
8-year-old keeps asking, “Where’s
all the meat? The red dye #2 kind that’s
kept in the fridge.” / If they find out
the truth I don’t think they’ll
understand. Abby, what do I tell my family?
/ DEAR REAGANOMICS VICTIM: Consult your clergyman.
Make sure the body’s blessed and everything
should be just fine.
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RAMBOZO THE CLOWN
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 we never should have started at all
/ A cabbage patch terrorist to call our own
/ Who rewrites history with a machine gun /
Don’t think about it-KILL IT! / That’s
what we teach your child / Chorus: Rambozo /
Rambozo / Rambozo the Clown / To draft-age kids
/ It sure looks like fun- / “Kill ‘em
all / and let God sort ‘em out”
/ Like video games - no mess / Just fuel for
a mass lapse of common sense / You can be Don
Quixote / We’ll dice you with our windmill
blades / Brawn over brain / Means a happy ending
/ G.I. Joe in the cereal bowl / Grey shrapnel-flavored
chewing gum / Mass murder ain’t just painless
/ Now we’ve made it cute / (Chorus) /
War is sexy / War is fun / Iron Ego / Red Dawn
/ Be a wolverine. You’ll rule the hills
/ Just get some guns and Cheerios / Any kid
can conquer Libya / Just steal a fighter plane
/ Look who came home in a wheelchair / V.A.
Hospital, they don’t care / “We’re
the machine / You’re just a tool.”
/ Who fell for the myth of Rambozo the Clown
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FLESHDUNCE
We’re world industries’ 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 / Of your forced daily
routine / We strip-mine your underground culture
/ Take the bite out and rinse it clean / Give
ourselves credit for creating it / Then sell
it back to you / At twice the price / Our pod
of talent vampires / Has blown into your town
/ To dazzle, sign and milk you / All strictly
on our own terms / You think you’ve got
a lot to say / We’ll change that real
soon / You’re not a person anymore / We’ve
made you a cartoon / By the time we’re
through remolding you / You won’t even
recognize your face / There’s no end to
the eager beavers / Drawn like moths to our
Babylon’s mirage / Conveyer belt of flashdunce
/ They all want to do the fleshdance / Conveyor
belt of flashdunce / Who all want to do the
fleshdance
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THE
GREAT WALL
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? / Empires hoard more then they
need / And peasants threaten our comfort / We’ll
build a Great Wall around our power / Build a
Great Wall around our power / Bankrupt L.A.’s
streetcar line / So people pay more to drive /
Plant strategic freeways / To divide neighborhoods
by color lines / We’d rather pay for riot
squads / Than pump your ghetto back to life /
We let your schools decay on purpose / To build
a Great Wall around our power / Another Great
Wall around our power / Warlords in grey suits
/ Take a different route to work each day / Second-hand
green berets / Form the companies’ private
armies. / We’ll take all your gold / But
won’t teach reading or feed your poor /
The League of Gentlemen / Would rather feed guns
to puppet dictators / There’s too many people
in your world / And Refugees are expensive / When
they trickle down onto our soil / We hunt them
and arrest them / Classify them insane / And put
them back on the next plane / To the waiting arms
/ Of the same death squads they fled / We’ve
built a Great Wall around our power / Economic
Great Wall around our power / Worldwide Great
Wall around our power / Give us your poor, / Your
tired and your weak / We’ll send ‘em
right back / To their certain death |
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SHRINK
If only people could shrink / Our world wouldn’t
be so overcrowded / Bring ourselves down to size
/ There’d be so much more food to go ‘round
/ Why don’t we build a machine / With all
the know-how of the industries / We put a man
on the moon / On earth we’ll need more room
to breathe real soon / Oh / Drink your vaccine
and let’s shrink / And bring your poodle
so it doesn’t eat us / The roads will be
so wide / No traffic jams when we’re half
a foot tall / Bring what you need down here /
We’ll shrink it all by microwave / Don’t
wanna die like dinosaurs / We’ll have enough
resources to go round / Oh / So now you’ve
made the big shrink / Meanwhile we’ll keep
acting big / We well-bred beautiful people / Who
says we have to go too? / Cops and Mason businessmen
/ Were exempted from the ovens / As if you weren’t
already / The rest of you are all our termites
now / Oh |
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TRIUMPH
OF THE SWILL
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 / Cheap escape to that mind-control
beat / Mellow out - Life’s too hard / You
don’t even want to think / See the macho
cock-rock metal heroes / Vomit fire out of their
big mouths / 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 air guitar
/ So dumb he can’t drive 55 / Like Bing
Crosby before them / Too idiotic to be real /
You want it loud? / We’ll make sure it goes
nowhere / So you won’t get ideas / Chorus:
Triumph of the swill / Triumph of the swill /
Triumph of the swill / Triumph of the swill /
Music is banned in Khomeini’s Iran / On
the grounds that it stimulates the brain / We’ve
done him one better in the land of coke and honey
/ Using music to put people’s brains to
sleep / Ever wonder why commercial radio’s
so bad? / It’s ‘cause someone upstairs
wants it that way / If the Doors or John Lennon
were getting started now / The industry wouldn’t
sign ‘em in a million years / So what do
we get / Christian censorship and taxed blank
tapes / Shoppers strung out on our false hopes
/ Will flock to obey / (Chorus) |
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MACHO
INSECURITY
Name one thing on earth lower than a though 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 / Called / Chorus: Macho insecurity
/ Macho insecurity / Macho insecurity / ‘Cause
you can’t stand yourself / Got a bitch with
me? / Why won’t you say it to my face? /
It’s so easy to mouth off to others / Where’s
your proof? / Maybe we can talk if you’d
just drop your act / Nothing’s ever solved
by making childish threats / That’s Macho
insecurity / (Chorus) / Why do you want people
to be so afraid of you / Why are you so scared
of anything that’s different / No one’s
ever there when you need friends / You wonder
why / It’s ‘cause you take yourself
so seriously / But being such a clown / Gives
the rest of us the right to laugh / At your Macho
insecurity / (Chorus) |
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I SPY
You look at me from the 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 / Disguised like you’re one
of the scene / Just stand alone with no real friends
/ Scared people will find out who you are / Alone
in the world without your telephone beeper / (Chorus)
/ Curious folks ask you questions of life / But
you can’t answer cause your heart’s
like a knife / Still you feel like you sing the
last song sung / You’re just a heartless
piece of scum with a gun / (Chorus) |
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CESSPOOLS
IN EDEN
Poison is bubbling / Beneath your dream home /
Buried there years before / Kid runs in crying
/ From playing in the garden / “Mommy, I
burned my hands!” / “What’s
making our eyes so itchy?” / “Don’t
rub ‘em - they’ll swell up”
/ 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 while, / You’ll
find our acid baths / Cesspools / In Eden / Oozing
away / Groundwater’s poisoned / Air stings
like hell / The lines for doctors grow long /
Over martinis / The company laughs / “We
don’t owe you a damn thing.” / But
what about all these fainting spells? / How’d
you like a lick / From my open sores / And Oh…Oh
Oh Oh / Why are our babies stillborn? / A storage
tank’s leaking / It’s about to explode
/ Why evacuate / When you can watch the fun /
Nothing happens here / Get out the lawn chairs
/ We’ll drink pink lemonade / And watch
Martinez burn / Cesspools / In Eden / Cesspools
in Eden / Leak by the day / The land we sold you
/ Is right atop our acid pits / We fill them by
the truckload / In the dead of night / There’s
thousands more toxic / Tips of the iceberg / We
pay a little bribe / Or we just don’t report
them / And see what you get- / Cesspools / In
Eden / In Eden / No accident - / Just a little
of our greed-fueled negligence / So you’ve
found the proof why / Your cancer rate’s
shot up / But watcha gonna do / When we’ve
got all the cards / Times Beach, Rocky Flats,
/ Love Canal and Bhopal / Merry Christmas, hostages
/ From the folks that care / Cesspools in Eden
/ Oozing away / Cesspools in Eden / Leak by the
day / Cesspools in Eden / Have a nice day |
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ONE
WAY TICKET TO PLUTO
Countdown! / Get ready for the - Blastoff! / And
don’t forget the - Hype! / We’re going
into space / Distinguished scientists / A pesky
senator / And monkey turds leaking from the lab
/ All brought to us play-by-play by Howard Cosell
/ You’re going where no man has gone before
/ Don’t ask us where that is / We have no
idea / You’re chosen for the great mission
/ Because we owe you some favors / And besides
you’re bright / A little too bright / Step
one: / Senator, your vomit, / It’s time
to analyze it / For the folks back home / Open
the hatch, launch the war satellite / That the
commies aren’t supposed to know about /
Our real challenge is to keep it a secret / From
the press back home / You’re going where
no man has gone before / Don’t ask us where
that is - we have no idea / You’re chosen
for this great mission / Because you’re
hearty and strong / And make a lot of fuss / Especially
around us / We like you better when you’re
far away / Have you - noticed? / You’re
going the wrong - direction / We have, but that’s
your - problem? / We planned it that way / We
had to dispose of all of you so / We can spoil
the final frontier / How dare you question our
Star Wars plans / For the farce that they are?
/ You’re going where no man has gone before
/ For rocking the boat / In our temple of doom
/ You’re on a one-way ticket to Pluto /
We wash our hands / Of you and your lost Ark /
Don’t forget to write… / NO NO NO
NO NO / NO |
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DO THE SLAG
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 new wave / Put down
that beer” / And / Do the Slag - Look at
‘em run / Do the Slag - Hey you scum / Do
the Slag - Ain’t it fun / Do the Slag -
Let’s all be dumb / Badmouth people we don’t
know / Make sure it’s behind their backs
/ Don’t let new people in our scene / It’s
more fun than having a friend / We’ll slag
everyone each and every night / So we can pretend
that we’re all right / Make those pricks
feel just so small / We’ll show the world
that we’re three feet tall / Slander their
integrity / Doubt their humanity / Talk about
their haircuts / Are their politics correct? /
Do the Slag! / Don’t let those sissies on
the floor / They’re unhip, man, they bought
the wrong clothes / Let’s all do the latest
craze / ‘Cause having allies never pays
/ We’ll slag everyone each and every night
/ So we can pretend that we’re all right
/ Make those pricks feel just so small / We’ll
show the world that we’re three feet tall |
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GONE
WITH MY WIND
Wake up! Get down here quick! / 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? / I’ve always itched for that last
great thrill / If I die all of you should too”
/ Chorus: Gone with my wind / Out with a bang
/ I’m gonna end it all right now / Gone
with my wind / Out with a bang / You’re
coming with me, oh wow / My bombs will rain down
on D.C. / We’ll nuke our enemies while they’re
asleep / We’ll be safe in the ground below
/ And laugh and drink ‘til the cows come
home / So c’mon, John, whadya say? / It’s
been dancing in my head for years / What’ll
happen if I push this button? / Let’s start
World War III for fun / (Chorus) / Mr. President,
just sit down / We should talk a little while,
I’ll pour another round / What about your
memoirs’ TV rights? / Sit tight-and watch
the fire / Let go of me. Do you think I’m
mad? / To tell the truth, sir, I’d rather
not say / Just keep your paws inside your pockets
/ And planet earth will be OK. / But you reached
for the button anyhow / I had no choice but to
knock you out / That’s just last night’s
bump on your head / On to the next crisis, it’s
another day / (Chorus) |
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ANARCHY
FOR SALE
Step right up folks! / Anarchy for sale! / T-shirts
only 10 dollars / Badges only $3.50 / I nicked
the design, never asked the band / I never listen
to them either / Buy! Buy! Buy! from Circle A
/ Like hula hoops, it’s a disposable craze
/ Another fast-food fad to throw away / Get your
Anarchy For Sale / Anarchy For Sale / Anarchy
For Sale / Sheep unite! / Get your cuddly boots
and studs / Be sure to rebel in proper style /
Rebel along the paths we pick / Out of fear of
peer pressure we create / Hey You! - / Get those
flyers off my wall! / No commie peace shit in
my boutique / No one here cares what that all
means / Our Anarchy is For Sale / Anarchy For
Sale / Anarchy For Sale / Our town sucks / Our
scene rules / To belong you must buy into it /
So we sold you metal spike bracelets / C’mon
let’s see a good fight / That’s Anarchy
For Sale / Anarchy For Sale / Anarchy For Sale |
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CHICKENSHIT
CONFORMIST
Punk’s not dead / It just deserves to die
/ When it becomes another stale cartoon / A closed-minded,
self centered social club / Ideas don’t
matter, it’s who you know / If the music’s
gotten boring / It’s because of the people
/ Who want everyone to sound the same / Who drive
bright people out / Of our so-called scene / ‘Til
all that’s left / Is just a meaningless
fad / Hardcore formulas are dogshit / Change and
caring are what’s real / Is this a state
of mind / Or just another label? / The joy and
hope of an alternative / Has become its own cliché
/ A hairstyle’s not a lifestyle / Imagine
Sid Vicious at 35 / Who needs a scene / Scared
to love and to feel / Judging everything / By
loud fast rules appeal / Who played last night?
/ “I don’t know, I forgot. / But diving
off the stage / Was a lot of fun” / Chorus:
So eager to please / Peer pressure decrees / So
eager to please / Peer pressure decrees / Make
the same old mistakes / Again and again / Chickenshit
conformist / Like your parents / What’s
ripped us apart even more than drugs / Are the
thieves and the goddamn liars / Ripping people
off when they share their stuff / When someone
falls are there any friends? / Harder core than
thou for a year or two / Then it’s time
to get a real job / Others stay home, it’s
no fun to go out / When the gigs are wrecked by
gangs and thugs / When the thugs form bands, look
who gets record deals / From New York metal labels
looking to scam / Who sign the most racist queerbashing
bands they can / To make a buck revving kids up
for war / Walk tall, act small / Only as tough
as gang approval / Unity is bullshit / When it’s
under someone’s fat boot / Where’s
the common cause / Too many factions / Safely
sulk in their shells / Agree with us on everything
/ Or we won’t help with anything / That
kind of attitude / Just makes a split grow wider
/ Guess who’s laughing while the world explodes
/ When we’re all crybabies / Who fight best
among ourselves / (Chorus) / That farty old rock
and roll attitude’s back / “It’s
competition, man, we wanna break big.” /
Who needs friends when the money’s good?
/ That’s right, the ‘70’s are
back. / Cock-rock metal’s like a bad laxative
/ It just don’t move me, ya know? / The
music’s OK when there’s more ideas
that solos / De we really need the attitude too?
/ Shedding thin skin too quickly / As a fan it
disappoints me. / Same old stupid sexist lyrics
/ Or is Satan all you can think of? / Crossover
is just another word / For lack of ideas / Maybe
what we need / Are more trolls under the bridge
/ Will the metalheads finally learn something-
/ Or will the punks throw away their education?
/ No one’s ever the best / Once they believe
their own press / “Maturing” don’t
mean rehashing / Mistakes of the past / (Chorus)
/ The more thing change / The more they stay the
same / We can’t grow / When we won’t
criticize ourselves / The ‘60’s weren’t
all failure / It’s the ‘70’s
that stunk / As the clock ticks we dig the same
hole / Music scenes ain’t real life / They
won’t get rid of the bomb / Won’t
eliminate rape / Or bring down the banks / Any
kind of real change / Takes more time and work
/ Than changing channels on a TV set / (Chorus) |
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WHERE
DO YA DRAW THE LINE
Seems like the more I think I know / The more
I find I don’t / Every answer opens up so
many questions / Anarchy sounds good to me / Then
someone asks, “Who’d fix the sewers?”
/ “Would the rednecks just play king / Of
the neighborhood?” / 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 wealth /
From the rich to those who need it? / Where Do
Ya Draw the Line / Where Do Ya Draw the Line /
I’m not telling you / I’m asking you
/ Ever notice hard line radicals / Can go on star
trips too / Where no one’s pure and right
/ Except themselves / “I’m cleansed
of the system” / (‘Cept when my amp
needs electric power) / Or - “The Party
Line says No. / Feminists can’t wear fishnets”
/ You wanna help stop war? / Well, we reject your
application / You crack too many jokes / And you
eat meat / What better way to turn people off
/ Than to twist ideas for change / Into one more
church / That forgets we’re all human beings
/ Where do ya draw the line? / In Toronto someone
blew up / A cruise missile warhead plant / 10
slightly hurt, 4 million dollars damage / Why
not destroy private property / When it’s
used against you and me / Is that violence / -
Or self-defense? / You tell me / Where Do Ya Draw
the Line / I’m not telling you, I’m
asking you / Where Do Ya Draw the Line / I’m
not telling you, I’m asking you / Where
Do You Draw the Line? |
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POTSHOT
HEARD ‘ROUND THE WORLD
Hey! / Yo! / 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 to the west /
So you knock off this fighting / Or we’ll
tell mom / Ever notice news / Is staged like TV
wrestling shows / With Reagans and Khaddafis cast
/ As cartoon villains and heroes / Or those wildlife
“documentaries” / Where a lion from
a zoo / Kills a deer tied down ahead of time /
“At the perfect camera angle” / When
lemmings balk at dying for Disney / They’re
just hurled off the cliff / We are gathered here
today / To take photos of the president / Pretending
to mourn these brave young men / Who came home
from Beirut / Gift-wrapped in body bags / A truck
bomb blew them to bits / We knew they were sitting
ducks / We sacrificed ‘em, Aztec style /
So we could use their dead meat / To cook up war
fever back home / So make sure you take lots of
pictures / And slant you news on our way / Just
like in Wild Kingdom / We first tied down the
prey / We want people boiling for revenge / In
their living rooms / So we can go play shoot-em-up
/ Anywhere we choose / And our backers can cash
in / Without the public asking questions |
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D.M.S.O.
D… M… S… O… / Crypto wonder
drug in vogue / Some people say / It cures arthritis
/ Maybe that’s why / It keeps getting banned
/ It’s absorbed / Directly through the skin
/ Mix it with lemon juice / Touch your fingertips
/ You’ll taste the lemon / The police /
Started a riot / Down at the courthouse / Again
/ Running amok / Spilling blood / Bashing heads
/ I do my part / Behind the lines / Swabbing door
handles of cop cars / With D.M.S.O. / Mixed with
L.S.D. |
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LIE
DETECTOR
We have reviewed your yellow form / Congratulations!
/ We find you qualified / You have just the right
capacity / For putting up with our nonsense /
There’s just one thing you’ve got
to prove / We know how you must be dishonest and
lazy / If you’re so desperate / You actually
want to work at this place / You must be guilty
(Lie Detector) / You’re guilty (Lie Detector)
/ You’re guilty (Lie Detector) / Guilty
‘til you’re proven innocent / These
days… / Blood pressure clamps around your
arms / Now don’t get nervous when we yell
in your face / We know you steal- / Just who do
you screw? / With what?! / With who?!? / Aren’t
you a Christian?!?!? / The polygraph - don’t
make it move / One little twitch, the anvil drops
on you / Don’t matter if you told the truth
/ We want your facial egg for out file / Now you’re
guilty (Lie Detector) / You’re guilty (Lie
Detector) / You’re guilty (Lie Detector)
/ ‘Til you’re proven innocent these
days / Guilty - ‘til proven innocent / Guilty
- it says so on your face / Guilty - when you
try to find / A place to live or a job that pays
/ Guilty - when you file a complaint / Against
the cop that kicked / Your face last night / Guilty
- it says so on page 3 / Guilty - Who’d
think a guy like me / Would plant some drugs in
your car / Break in your house while you’re
asleep / Open your mouth, bet your ass you’re
watched / And it’s your word against ours
/ Yeah, just because we’re hiring you /
That don’t mean we trust you at all / You’ll
have to take a test like this / Once or twice
every week / We know machines, they make mistakes
/ Yeah, it’s your word against our deaf
black box / The machine is always right / ‘Cause
we know how it makes you feel so small / Because
you’re guilty (Lie Detector) / You’re
guilty (Lie Detector) / You’re guilty (Lie
Detector) / ‘Til you’re proven innocent
these days / No one’s innocent these days
/ ‘Cause when you’re innocent it just
don’t pay |
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All songs written by Jello Biafra, East Bay Ray,
Klaus Flouride and D.H. Peligro except “Take
This Job And Shove It” by David Allen Coe
(Warner-Tamberlane Publishing Co.)
Lyrics by Jello Biafra except “I Spy”
by D.H. Peligro and “Do the Slag”
by East Bay Ray
(C) 1986 Decay Music |
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