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Efficiency and progress is ours once more now that we have the neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess enemy, but no less value to property
No sense in war but perfect sense at home

The sun beams down on a brand new day, no more welfare tax to pay
Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light
Jobless millions whisked away, at last we have more room to play

Tonight's the night that we got the truck
We're going 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
And ride, lowride

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 as I'm walking 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 no more
My woman left and took all the reasons I was working for
You better not try to stand in my way as I'm walking out the door

I said come on to pleasures unknown
Where we fly to when we are all bored
Come on for the ride
When we hop with the jet set tonight

We'll sun ourselves red down in Montego Bay
Hotel-hired guards keep the natives away

Have you been reading the morning papers?
War is coming back in style
There's generals here, advisors there, and the Russians nibbling everywhere
The chessboard's filling up with red
We make more profits when we blow off their heads

The economy is looking bad, let's start another war
When ya get drafted

You're a well paid scientist, you only talk in facts
You know you're always right 'cause you know how to prove it step by step
A PhD to show you're smart with textbook formulas
But you're used up just like a factory hand

Something is wrong here
You won't find it on a shelf
You're well paid, you're well trained

Another rainy morning mingling at the market
Bartering for food for another day
Rifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buildings
Executions have begun

Sprawled in the square are today's broken bodies
Lots to pick clean if you're first and quick
Rifle through their pockets, peel off their clothes

We're world industry's thought lords, 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

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 he get that crazy smile?
We all think he's really weird

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 climbing the hill, burning wealthy California homes
Better run, run, run, run, run, run from the fire
But some of us stay and watch and we think of your insurance costs

Some clown in Sacramento was dragged into court
He shot his lawnmower, it disobeyed, it wouldn't start
Might makes right, it's the American way
They fined him $60 and sent him on his way

You know some people
Don't take no shit
Maybe if they did

Happy hour belongs to America's best-loved thugs
Here come the four-wheel drive prosthetic penises
Got your gun racks, tractor tires and lynch mob drivers, we couldn't 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 hitchhikers

So it's Halloween
And you feel like dancing
And you feel like shining
And you feel like letting loose

What ya gonna be?
Babe, you better know
And you better plan

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 Führer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school

Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer
Fun, fun, fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb, wolf down the beer

Hi
I'm your video DJ
I always talk like I'm wigged out on Quaaludes

Roughing it in the great outdoors, guidebooks tell us where to go
Winnebago warrior
Slow down traffic climbing hills, thirty gallons to the mile
Honey, quick, the polaroid

Winnebago warrior
Brave as old John Wayne
Winnebago warrior

Drinking beer in the hot sun
I fought the law and I won, I fought the law and I won
I needed sex and I got mine
I fought the law and I won, I fought the law and I won

The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends
That's how this country's run
Twinkies are the best friend I've ever had

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

I spy for you and me
I spy for you and me
I spy for you and me

There's a prefab building and a funny smell
Around the hills 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 by
And there's people locked in cattle cars
And have you noticed the french fries at the A&W

Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night
I couldn't wait, I headed straight for the Capitol Mall
My heart began to pound, yahoo, it really exists
The American International Pictures logo

I looked up at that Capitol building, couldn't help but wonder why
I felt like saying "Hello, old friend"
Walked up the hill to touch it, then I unzipped my pants

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, it's a big waste dump

Sunny Sunday at the amusement park
See the fat kids spill their pop, hooray
Lots of flags and balloons
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

Once I had a close friend, I knew him for quite a while
He seemed alright to me
We had this deal together, took all my money and time
And then he went away, taking all that was mine

Oh, well
Things crumble to an end
Hell, we all die in the end

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

Countdown, get ready for the blast off
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 this great mission because we owe you some favors

Twilight 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 higher

There's a thousand pretty women waiting out there
They're all waiting, the devil may care
And I'm just the devil with a lung to spare

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

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 the bright people out of our so-called scene

Dog bite on my leg
Not right, supposed to beg
Dog bite on my leg
Not right, supposed to beg

Daily to the filling station
Underwater navigation

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 flock to such a fitting shrine
Sprawled across from his graceless mansion
A shopping mall

If your machine might slip a gear
Push this button to help it clear
Your time card says your name's Joe
But we'll call you 6-3-0

[Chorus]
I'm working at my job
I'm so happy

Flew in from Miami Beach B O A C
Didn't get to sleep last night
On the way a paper bag was on my knee
God I had a dreadful flight

I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the USSR

Buzzbomb buzzbomb
Macho-mobile
The roads my slave
Thats how I feel
I cruise alone
I cruise real far
I dont love you
I love my car

Калифорния превыше всего

Я - губернатор Джерри Браун,
Моя аура улыбается,
И никогда не хмурится
Я скоро буду президентом.

Картер скоро уходит

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 Führer one day
I will command all of you

"Chemical Warfare"

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, run right in and grab it
Go crazy crazy crazy crazy:

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

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

Waow
Hold it, it is too slow

Waow
Weaoww
Dog bite, on my leg
Not right, supposed to beg
Dog bite, on my leg

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 California homes

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 fucking world
I don't need this fucking world!

[Chorus:]
This world brings me down

Happy hour belongs to Americas best-loved thugs
Here comes the 4-wheel prosthetic penises
Got yer gun racks, tractor tires and lynch mob drivers
We couldn 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

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

Have I the right to hold you? You know I've always told you
That we must never ever part oh ooh ooh oh

Have I the right to kiss you? You know I'll always miss you
I've loved you from the very start

Come right back I just can't bear it
I've got this love and I long to share it

So you been to school
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

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 to calm you down

I am your plumber
No I never went away
I still bug your bedrooms
And pick up everything you say
It can be a boring job
To moniter all day your excess talk

I hear when you're drinking

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

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

Jesus was a terrorist
Enemy of the state
That's what the Romans labeled him
So he was put to death

He died for his beliefs
What's changed today?

You really like gorillas?
We've got just the pet for you
It's the way you're forced to act
To survive our schools
Make your whole life revolve around sports
Walk tough—don't act too smart
Be a mean machine
Then we'll let you get ahead

Kill The Poor

Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Now that we have the Neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess enemy
But no less value to property
No sense in war but perfect sense at home:

The Landlord's here to visit
They're blasting disco down below
Sez, "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

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

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

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

called Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity

The crowded future stings my eyes
I still find time to exercise
In uniform with two white stripes

Unlock my section of the sand
It's fenced off to the water's edge
I clamp a gasmask on my head

You call yourself the Moral Majority
We call ourselves the people in the real world
Trying to rub us out, but we're going to survive
God must be dead if you're alive

You say, 'God loves you. 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

Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer
–(click!)–

Hi
I'm your video DJ

Punk ain't no religious cult
Punk means thinking for yourself
You ain't hardcore cos you spike your hair
When a jock still lives inside your head

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks-Fuck Off!

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
A ride, lowride

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

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

Written-By – Tiomkin, Washington

God damn, well let's do
a tune called Rawhide,
okay
God damn tape's rollin', let's go

Let's move 'em out

All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions make me sick
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions suck
They all claim that they have the truth
That'll set you free
Just give 'em all your money and they'll set you free
Free for a fee

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

Now you can smash all the windows that you want
All you really need are some friends and a rock
Throwing a brick never felt so damn good

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 by
And there's people locked in cattle cars

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

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 questions

The unions agree

Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night
I couldn't wait
I headed straight for the Capitol Mall
My heart began to pound
Yahoo! It really exists
The American International Pictures logo

I looked up at that Capitol Building

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

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

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 build an impression
I block out thinking

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

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 illness
To design a place like this for pay
Downtown's an endless generic mall

"Too Drunk To Fuck"

Went to a party
I danced all night
I drank 16 beers
And I started up a fight

But now I am jaded

Bright light city gonna set my soul
Gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn,
So get those stakes up higher
There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
And they're all livin' devil may care
And I'm just the devil with love to spare
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas

Twilight city gonna set my soul
Its gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot of money thats ready to burn
So get those stakes up high
Theres a thousand pretty women waiting out there
Theyre all waiting, theyll never make air
And Im just the devil with a lung to spare, so

Last call for alcohol.
Last call for your freedom of speech.
Drink up. Happy hour is now enforced by law.
Don't forget our house special, it's called a Trickie Dickie Screwdriver.
It's got one part Jack Daniels, two parts purple Kool-Aid,
and a jigger of formaldehyde
from the jar with Hitler's brain in it we got in the back storeroom.
Happy trails to you. Happy trails to you.

You're a well paid scientist
You only talk in facts
You know you're always right
'Cause you know how to prove it
Step by step

A PhD to show you're smart
With textbook formulas

Are you believing the morning papers?
War is coming back in style
Theres generals here, advisors there
And russians nibbling everywhere
The chessboards filling up with red
We make more profits when we blow off their heads

Economy is looking bad

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

Roughin' it in the great outdoors
Guidebooks tell us where to go
Winnebago Warrior

Slow down traffic climbing hills
30 gallons to the mile
Honey, quick, the polaroid

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