Letras:
Dead Kennedys Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables

up Yeah, what Big Business wants Big Business gets It wants a war when ya get drafted Trilateral Commission goonies laugh and scheme for more when

: 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

They have come for your uncool neice Come quitely to the camp You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp Don't you worry, it's only a shower For your clothes

: 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

: 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

: [Originally by Elvis Presley] 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

: 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

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

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