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Dead Kennedys - Saturday Night Holocaust
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Theres a prefab building and a funny smell Around the hill outside of town Every now and then we wonder But we shrug our shoulders And get back to work Theres a railroad there and trains go by And theres people locked in cattle cars And have you noticed The french fries at the a&w Taste a little strange? I drive down to the disco Pompadour and pink lamm I bow and blow the doorman He parts the chain, says join the game A quick line in the girls room To the bar for the electrodes A coin into the right slits Tape my temple watch me go Now I want your perfect barbie-doll lips And I want your perfect barbie-doll eyes Slip my fingers down your barbie-doll dress Up and down your spandex ass If I lit a match for you Youd melt before my eyes Cmere my pretty glow-worm You look so fine to dance with me The fly-eye lights are throbbin Im burning up the floor Whirling twirling Close my eyes No faces judging me But I want your perfect barbie-doll lips And I want your perfect barbie-doll eyes Slip my fingers down your barbie-doll dress Up and down your spandex ass A hitler youth in jogging suit Smiling face banded round his arm Says, line up, youve got work to do We need dog food for the poor A scream bleats out, were herded into lines Customized vans wait outside Im getting scared of my new home To auschwitz condominiums we go Oh no Now I want your perfect barbie-doll lips And I want your perfect barbie-doll eyes Let my fingers down your dress One more time
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