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Dead End - Dead Kennedys

"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 Chorus Oh, well, things"

F**k The Kennedys - Denis Leary

""Who set up Frank Gifford? The fucking Kennedys!" "No, no--" ...I had sex with Marilyn in my rocket ship Jack Kennedy, oh ho Mr. President "Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can"

Moral Majority - Dead Kennedys

"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"

Moon Over Marin - Dead Kennedys

"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 Chorus On"

Bleed For Me - Dead Kennedys

"You've been hanging 'round With an enemy of the state Come with me to the building That no-one stops to watch Chorus C'mon bleed C'mon bleed C'mon bleed Bleed for me We'll strap you to a pipe Electrodes"

Potshot Heard Round The World - Dead Kennedys

"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"

Too Drunk To Fuck - Dead Kennedys

"Went to a party I danced all night I drank 16 beers and I started up a fight But now I'm jaded You're out of luck I'm rolling down the stairs, too drunk to fuck I'm too drunk to fuck I'm too drunk"

A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch - Dead Kennedys

"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"

Chicken Farm - Dead Kennedys

"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"

Cesspools In Eden - Dead Kennedys

"Poison is bubbling Beneath your dreamhome 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 'emthey'll"

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