Аккорды: Dead Kennedys - "California Uber Alles.lyr"
From: boingo@agora.rdrop.com (Jeme A Brelin) Here Goes... California Uber Alles (Jello Biafra/John Greenaway) Dead Kennedys 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 Your kids will meditate in school! California Uber Alles California UBER alles Uber Alles California 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 MELLOW OUT OR YOU WILL PAY... CHORUS Now is 1984. Knock Knock at your frontdoor. It's the suede/denim secret police They have come for your uncool neice. 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 crack you little clown. When you mess with President Brown. When you mess with President Brown... *Chorus repeates about sixteen bazillion times... or less* And, OK, I'll type up all of Holiday in Cambodia for you as well. Holiday in Cambodia (Words by Jello Biafra/Music by Biafra, East Bay Ray, Klaus Flouride, Bruce Slesinger) Dead Kennedys So you been to school for a year or two And you know you've seen it all. In daddy's car thinking 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 slums got so much soul. It's time to taste what you most fear. Right Guard will not help you here. Brace yourself, my dear. Brace yourself cause here... 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 leech. You want everyone to act like you. Kiss a** while you b**** 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. What you need, My son... Is a Holiday in Cambodia Where people dress in black. A Holiday in Cambodia Where you'll kiss a** or crack. (chant)Pol Pot/Pol Pot/Pol Pot/Pol Pot/etc. And it's a Holiday in cambodia Where you'll do what your'e told. It's a Holiday in Cambodia Where the slums got so much soul POL POT! Everyone should listen to the Dead Kennedys... It's not just for punkers anymore. J. -- ___________________________________________________________________ Jeme A Brelin boingo@agora.rdrop.com brelin@sosc1.sosc.osshe.edu |\ "The seven dwarves? Well, there's only four alive today, /| |__\ And Cinderella's working for the CIA." /__|