Dead Kennedys - Chicken Farm Lyrics
Another rainy morning mingling at the marketBartering for food for another dayRifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buildingsExecutions have begunSprawled in the square are todays broken bodiesLots to pick clean if youre first and quickRift through their pockets, peel off their clothesTo wear or sell when you wash out the bloodRun my little brotherRun to the chicken farmOpportunity is callingYou might even find a watchWere going downTo the chicken farmNapalm rains no moreBut the war goes onLittle brother died playing at the dump todayHe found a new toy and held it up proudThen it blew him to bitsHow many more childrenWill be killed or die at birthDeformed by agent orangeIn our food chain forever moreWere going downTo the chicken farmThis time well buy our way outIve got a plan; you wait and seeI smuggled you this mapIn the gash I sliced in my thighI hope Im there to join you, loveWere blown to bits one by one in this campWe crawl shaking through the fields at gunpoint all dayTo defuse leftover landminesby handWe shiver on the deck and stiffen for the worstIf the pirates come around we might as well be deadWell be thrown in the seaOr butchered if were womenAll in the name of goldOne foot in a land we can barely understandCant speak the tongue of yankee hospitalityOur kids at school get beat upTo the tune of boat people, go homeSliced with a macheteFrom the breast of our homelandOur new world tries to spit us outBut it sure beats the chicken farm
