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September 1980
Produced by Norm and East Bay Ray
Engineered by Oliver Dicicco
Recorded at Möbius Music, San Francisco

Additional Musicians:
Paul Roessler - Keyboards on "Drug Me" and "Stealing People's Mail"
6025 - Other guitar on "Ill In The Head"
Ninotchka - Keyboard on "Drug Me"
Special Thanx to the ROCKY MOUNTAIN ARSENAL CHOIR (Dirk Dirkson, Bobby Unrest, Michael Snyder, Bruce


Claderwood, Geoffrey Lyall, Eric Boucher, Ninotchka, Barbara Hellbent, HyJean, Curt and Chi Chi) for the clubhouse scene in "Chemical Warfare."

Original layout & rope lettering by Annie Horwood
Front cover photograph by Judith Calson, reproduced courtesy of San Francisco Examiner
DK logo by Winston Smith/Fallout Productions
"Spoon-fed" Drawing by Mark Sorensen
Sleeve concept & original poster collage art by Biafra



Tracklist

Track # Song Title
Lyrics
Mp3
1. Kill the Poor
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2. Forward to Death
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3. When Ya Get Drafted
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4. Let's Lynch the Landlord
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5. Drug Me
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6. Your Emotions
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7. Chemical Warfare
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8. California Uber Alles
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9. I Kill Children
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10. Stealing People's Mail
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11. Funland at the Beach
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12. I'll in the Head
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13. Holiday in Cambodia
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14. Viva Las Vegas
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KILL THE POOR

Efficiency and progress is ours once more / Now that we have the Neutron bomb / It’s nice and quick and clean and gets things done / Away with excess enemy / With no less value to property / No sense in war but perfect sense at home… / The sun beams down on a brand new day / No more welfare tax to pay / Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light / Jobless millions whisked away / At last we have more room to play / All systems go to kill the poor tonight / Gonna Kill Kill Kill Kill / Kill the poor…Tonight / Behold the sparkle of champagne / The crime rate’s gone, feel free again / Oh life’s a dream with you, Miss Lily White / Jane Fonda on the screen today / Convinced the liberals it’s okay / So let’s get dressed and dance away the night / While they…Kill Kill Kill Kill / Kill the poor…Tonight




FORWARD TO DEATH
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 world / This world brings me down / Gag with every breath / This world brings me down / I’m looking forward to death / It seems so unreal to me / So much hate and so much pity / I can’t take another day / It’s such a bore / It gets me really sore / I don’t need this fucking world / I don’t need this fucking world / This world brings me down / Gag with every breath / This world brings me down / I’m looking forward to death / I’m looking forward to death




WHEN YA GET DRAFTED
Are you believing the morning papers? / War is coming back in style / There’s generals here, advisers there / And Russians nibbling everywhere / The chessboard’s filling up with red / We make more profits when we blow off their heads / Economy is looking bad / Let’s start another war, when ya get drafted / Fan the fires of racist hatred / We want a total war, when ya get drafted / Drooling fingers, panic buttons / Playing with missiles like they’re toys / There’s easy money, easy jobs / Especially when you build the bombs / That blow big cities off the map / Just guess who profits when we build ‘em back 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 ya get drafted / Call the Army! Call the Navy! / Stocked with kids from slums, when ya get drafted / If you can’t afford a slick attorney / We might make you a spy / Forget your demonstrations / Kids today sit on their ass, when ya get drafted / Just a six-pack and you’re happy / We’re prepared for, when ya get drafted




LET’S LYNCH THE LANDLORD
The landlord’s here to visit / They’re blasting disco down below / Sez, “I’m doubling the rent / Cos the building’s condemned / You’re gonna help me buy City Hall” / But we can, you know we can / We can, you know we can / Let’s lynch the landlord man / I tell them “turn on the water” / I tell ‘em “turn on the heat” / Tells me “All you ever do is complain” / Then they search the place when I’m not here / But we can, you know we can / Let’s lynch the landlord / Let’s lynch the landlord / Let’s lynch the landlord man / There’s rats chewin’ up the kitchen / Roaches up to my knees / Turn the over on, it smells like Dachau, yeah / ‘Til the rain pours through the ceiling / But we can, you know we can / Let’s lynch the landlord, man




DRUG ME
I don’t want to think / Don’t make me care / I wanna melt in with the group / I need the balls / To leap out of my shell / And let go with my friends / Can’t come up with anything I want to do / I need a project I can finish / My brain needs some stimulation / Drug Me Drug Me Drug Me Drug Me / I’m so fucking tired / I gotta stay awake and get to work / I’m runnin’ late / I gotta make it through the day / And make my time go by / TV and the stereo and girls are lots of fun / I want the max / I relate better loaded / “Got to see the movie stoned” / Drug Me Drug Me Drug Me / Drug me - with natural vitamin C / Drug me - with pharmaceutical speed / Drug me - with your sleeping pills / Drug me - with your crossword puzzles / Drug me - with your magazines / Drug me - with your fuck machines / With a fountain of fads / More rock and roll ads… / Drug Me Drug Me Drug Me Me Me / Finally off of work / Unwind, and watch the ball game at the bar / Another potato chip weekend / Is here at last / Go away Go away Go away Go away / Go away leave me alone / So I can’t see myself / Drug Me Drug Me Drug Me Drug Me




YOUR EMOTIONS
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 / Which are really yours / Or are you just a copycat / You’re so boring boring boring / Always tape machine recording / You’re so boring boring boring / I’ve heard all this before / Planless and mindless / Scraps from anywhere / Bunch of used parts / From garbage pails everywhere / Frankenstein became a monster / Just like you / Your scars only show / When someone talks to you / You’re so boring boring boring / Always tape machine recording / I’ve heard all this before / I’ve heard all this before / Your emotions make you a monster



CHEMICAL WARFARE

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 the fence, run right in and grab it / Go crazy crazy crazy crazy… / Now I got my mustard gas in my pocket / Climb on a tree on a branch and drop it / On a country club full of Saturday golfers / So I can watch them die / Chokin’ shakin’ in convulsions / Go crazy crazy crazy crazy… / Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare / Chemical Warfare Warfare Warfare / Panic in the air / See the headless chickens runnin’ / Golf carts head on crashin’ / Crackin’ heads wide open / Scratch the grass, mister, you can’t breathe / And roll and writhe in a sand trap / Starting to heave / Claw those clubs, lemme see you seethe / Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy / Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare / Chemical Warfare Warfare Warfare / Yellow air, yellow clouds / Blowin’ down down down the fairway / Sensitive to the touch / Movin’ down the putting green / Heading straight for the big club house / Where the stuffed country club effervescent ladies / So carefree, relax, pose by the pool / Limber limp with a dry martini / Until…


CALIFORNIA ÜBER ALLES
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 Führer one day / I will command all of you / Your kids will meditate in school / California Uber Alles / 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 / California Uber Alles / Uber Alles California / Now it is 1984 / Knock knock at your front door / It’s the suede denim secret police / They have come for your uncool niece / 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 croak, you little clown / When you mess with President Brown / California Uber Alles / Uber Alles California



I KILL CHILDREN
I kill children / I love to see them die / I kill children / And make their mammas cry / Crush ‘em under my car / I wanna hear them scream / Feed ‘em poison candy / To spoil their Halloween / So you’re in the kids’ ward / You’re in there ‘cos you’re ill / Now about some Pavulon / So I can see you chill / Time to hit the school bus / I think I’ll shoot the tires / Offer them a helping hand / Of open telephone wires / Ever wanted to die? / Of course you have / But I won’t until I get my revenge / I don’t wanna see people any more / Things I never saw before / Make me see them for the shit they are / Take as many as I can away with me / Anyone can be king for a day… / So I kill children, I love to see them die / I kill children, to make their mammas cry / I kill children, I bang their heads in doors / I kill children, can hardly wait for yours…



STEALING PEOPLE’S MAIL
We ain’t goin’ to the party / We ain’t goin’ to the game / We ain’t goin’ to the disco / Ain’t gonna cruise down Main / We’re stealing people’s mail / Stealing people’s mail / Stealing people’s mail / On a Friday night / Drivin’ in the mountains / Winding ‘round and ‘round / Rummage through your mailboxes / Take your mail back to town / We got license plates, wedding gifts, tax return / Checks to politicians from real estate firms / Money, bills and canceled checks / Pretty funny pictures of your kids / We’re stealing people’s mail / On a Friday night / We’re stealing people’s mail / By the pale moonlight / We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful / After grocery sackful after grocery sackful / After grocery sackful after grocery sackful / Of the private lives of you / Ha Ha / People say that we’re crazy / Sick and all alone / But when we read your letters / We’re rolling on the floor / We got more license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns / Checks to politicians from real estate firms / Money, bills and canceled checks / We cut relationships with your friends / We’re gonna steal your mail / On a Friday night / We’re gonna steal your mail / By the pale moonlight / We better not get caught / We’ll be dumped in institutions / Where we’ll be drugged and shocked / ‘Til we come out born-again Christians…


FUNLAND AT THE BEACH

Sunny Sunday at the amusement park / See the fat kids spill their pop / Oh babe - lots of flags and balloons / But someone sabotaged the roller coaster last night / Ran a turn and then it smashed right down / Through the crowded haunted house below / Oh No / Human hamburger No / And it’s Crushed little kids / Crushed little kids / Crushed little kids / Adorn the boardwalk / See the tourists drop their jaws and cones / See the owners smell a big lawsuit / Oh Police! (call your lawyer first) / Make the witnesses go home / And they’ll turn on the TV / And see those crushed little kids / Adorn the boardwalk



ILL IN THE HEAD
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 hand / There are many paths / Dripping dark so dense / Do not enter here / Enter over there / People closing in / Barking at my mind / Shoving me to whine / I want all alone / I want my own home / I want my own girl / Help me hate the world / Own and love my life



HOLIDAY IN CAMBODIA
So you been to school for a year or two / And you know you’ve seen it all / In daddy’s car, thinkin’ you’ll go far / Back east your type don’t crawl / Play ethnincky jazz to parade you snazz / On your five grand stereo / Braggin’ that you know how the niggers feel the cold / And the slum’s got so much soul / It’s time to taste what you most fear / Right Guard will not help you here / Brace yourself, my dear… / 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 ass while you bitch so you can get rich / While 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 go where they get things done / What you need, my son… / Is a holiday in Cambodia / Where people dress in black / A holiday in Cambodia / Where you’ll kiss ass or crack / Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, etc…. / And it’s a holiday in Cambodia / Where you’ll do what you’re told / A holiday in Cambodia / Where the slums got so much soul



VIVA LAS VEGAS
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 those stakes up high / There's a thousand pretty women waiting out there / They're all waiting, they'll never make air / And I'm just the devil with a lung to spare, so / Chorus: Viva Las Vegas / Viva Las Vegas / Viva Las Vegas / How I wish that there were more / Than the 24 hours in the day / Even if I ran out of speed, boy / I wouldn't sleep a minute of the way / Oh that blackjack and poker and the roulette wheel / I'll poach your money lost on every deal / All you need is sonar and nerves of steel, so / (Chorus) / Viva Las Vegas / Where the neon signs flash your name / The one-arm bandits cash in / All soap's down the drain / Viva Las Vegas / Turning day into nighttime / Turning night into daytime / If you see it once / You'll never be the same again / Gotta keep on running / Gonna have me some money / If it costs me my very last dime / If I wind up broke / Then I'll always remember that / I had a swingin' time / Oh, I'm gonna give it everything I've got / Lady Luck's with me, the dice stay hot / Got coke up my nose to dry away the snot, so / (Chorus) / Viva, viva Las Vegas



All songs written by Dead Kennedys except “California Über Alles” by Dead Kennedys and John Greenway and “Viva Las Vegas” by Pomus/Schuman, Carlin Music Corp. Lyrics by Jello Biafra except “Your Emotions” by East Bay Ray, “Forward To Death” and “Ill In The Head” by 6025.
© 1979, 1980 Decay Music