Dead Kennedys - Holiday In Cambodia Lyrics
So you been to schoolFor a year or twoAnd you know youve seen it allIn daddys carThinkin youll go farBack east your type dont crawlPlay ethnicky jazzTo parade your snazzOn your five grand stereoBraggin that you knowHow the niggers feel coldAnd the slums got so much soulIts time to taste what you most fearRight guard will not help you hereBrace yourself, my dearIts a holiday in cambodiaIts tough, kid, but its lifeIts a holiday in cambodiaDont forget to pack a wifeYoure a star-belly sneechYou suck like a leachYou want everyone to act like youKiss ass while you *****So you can get richBut your boss gets richer off youWell youll work harderWith a gun in your backFor a bowl of rice a daySlave for soldiersTill you starveThen your head is skewered on a stakeNow you can go where people are oneNow you can go where they get things doneWhat you need, my son.Is a holiday in cambodiaWhere people dress in blackA holiday in cambodiaWhere youll kiss ass or crackPol pot, pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, etc.And its a holiday in cambodiaWhere youll do what youre toldA holiday in cambodiaWhere the slums got so much soul
