Tytuł: Holiday In Cambodia

• Wykonawca: Dead Kennedys
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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 ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
  On your five grand stereo
  Braggin that you know how the niggers feel cold
  And the slums 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
  
  Your 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
  But your boss gets richer on 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 skewered on a stake
  Now you can go where people are one
  Now you can 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
  
  I Fought the Law (and I Won)
  Drinkin' beer in the hot sun
  I fought the law and I won
  
  I needed sex and I got mine
  I fought the law and I won
  
  The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends
  That's how the country's run
  Twinkies are the best friend I've ever had
  I fought the law
  And I won
  
  I blew George & Harvey's brains out with my six-gun
  I fought the law and I won
  
  Gonna write my book and make a million
  I fought the law and I won
  
  I'm the new folk hero of the Ku Klux Klan
  My cop friends think that's fine
  You can get away with murder if you've got a badge
  I fought the law
  And I won
  I am the law
  So I won