Tytuł: Saturday Night Holocaust

• Wykonawca: Dead Kennedys
• Wyświetleń: 303

There's 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
  
  There's a railroad there and trains go by
  And there's 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 lamme
  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
  You'd melt before my eyes
  C'mere my pretty glow-worm
  You look so fine to dance with me
  
  The fly-eye lights are throbbin'
  I'm 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, you've got work to do
  We need dog food for the poor'
  
  A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines
  Customized vans wait outside
  I'm 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