Bedtime For Democracy lyrics

Take this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more

I will not get all the pieces
I've been working for
Paper cups, minimum wage
Just walk on out the door
Take this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more
Take this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more
I will not get all the pieces
I've been working for
Paper cups, minimum wage
Just walk on out the door

I say, come on!
To pleasures unknown
Where we fly to when we are all bored
C'mon for the ride
And hop with the jet set tonight

We'll sun ourselves red down in Montego Bay
Hotel-hired guards keep the natives away

We wanna save the whales
We'll go watch them feed,
Buzz around them in boats
'Til they won't breed
Just here for the ride
Then we hop with the jet set tonight

Dear Abby,

Got a problem. I'm a decent, underpaid, hardworking county coroner. It's
important that my family eat meat at least three times a week. But we just can't
afford to with the prices the way they are. So I bring home some choice cuts from my
autopsy subjects. Just mix in the Tuna Helper:and ta-da!

The whole family thinks my new meals are delicious. They ask me what's

Got a deadly toy
To brainwash your boy

An egocentric muscle thug
Kicks butt on screen like a brat outa hell
Bullshitter in the Indochina shop
Pull the string in his back, we win the war

That we never should have started at all

A cabbage patch terrorist to call our own
Who rewrites history with a machine gun
Don't think about it-KILL IT
That's what we teach your child

RAMBOZO
RAMBOZO

We're world industry's thoughtlords
The entertainment wing
We keep you all in line

By fixing your free will
Surround you with pop fantasies
Just slightly out of reach
To soften all the blows
Of your forced daily routine

We strip-mine your underground culture
Take the bite out and rinse it clean
Give ourselves credit for creating it
Then sell it back to you
At twice the price

Great Wall of China
It's so big it's seen from outer space
Put there to keep starving neighbors
Locked outside the gates

What's changed today
Empires hoard more than they need
And peasants threaten our comfort

We'll build a Great Wall around our power
Build a Great Wall around our power

Bankrupt L.A.'s streetcar line
So people pay more to drive
Plant strategic freeways

If only people could shrink
Our world wouldn't be so overcrowded
Bring ourselves down to size
There'd be so much more food to go 'round

Why don't we build a machine
With all the know-how of the industries
We put a man on the moon
On earth we'll need more room to breathe real soon
Oh

Drink your vaccine and let's shrink
And bring your poodle so it doesn't eat us
The roads will be so wide

Life can only get better
All you need to do is fall in love
Everyone else has fun but you
Buy that fun you'll fit in too

Dance your problems away
GOVERNMENT MUSIC
Cheap escape to that mind-control beat
GOVERNMENT MUSIC
Mellow out-Life's too hard
You don't even want to think

See the macho cock-rock metal heroes
Vomit fire out of their big mouths
Shake your fists obediently

Name one thing on earth lower than a tough guy
Who talks with his fists instead of using his head
Who beats the shit out of anything it can't understand
Behind the muscle mask is a scared little boy

called Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
Macho insecurity
'Cause you can't stand
yourself

Got a bitch with me
Why won't you say it to my face
It's so easy to mouth off to others

You look at me from the back of the room
All I see is a bumbling buffoon
Head down like you don't see much
Until you move in to make your bust

I spy for you and me
I spy for you and me

Disguised like you're one of the scene
Just stand alone with no real friends
Scared people will find out who you are
Alone in the world without your telephone beeper

I spy for you and me
I spy for you and me

Poison is bubbling
Beneath your dreamhome
Buried there years before

Kid runs in crying
From playing in the garden
"Mommy, I burned my hands!"

"What's making our eyes so itchy"
"Don't rub 'em-they'll swell up."

Oh Oh Oh Oh
It's the big waste dump
Oh, yeah

We built your ticky-tacky houses
On landfill soil
To cover up a gift
We left you years before

Of toxic chemicals
And leaking gas

Get ready for the Blast Off!
And don't forget the Hype!
We're going into space.

Distinguished scientists
A pesky senator
And monkey turds leaking from the lab
All brought to us play-by-play by Howard Cosell

You're going where no man has gone before
Because we owe you some favors
And besides you're bright
A little too bright

Step one:
Senator, your vomit,
It's time to analyze it

Have you heard about the latest craze
That's sweepin' across the nation
All the punks from coast to coast
Have discovered an old invention:

"Your hair's too long
Man, you're a queer
You're too new wave
Put down that beer:"
and
Do the Slag-Look at 'em run
Do the Slag-Hey you scum
Do the Slag-Ain't it fun
Do the Slag-Let's all be dumb
Badmouth people we don't know

Have we got a telethon for you coming soon on MTV! A rockin' bankroll
extravaganza featuring all your vigilante rock stars! Sammy
Hagar:Sylvester Stallone:Clint Eastwood. It's so important we've even
exhumed the bodies of Lynyrd Skynyrd! This ain't no sissy concert to raise
food for the needy; this concerts whipped up the American way to raise

Wake up! Get down here quick!
The president's had too much to drink
His days of power are about gone
He's been talking to paintings in the hall

He says, "I'm finished, so what the hell
My life is ruined, what matters now
I've always itched for that last great thrill:
If I die all of you should too."

Gone with my wind
Out with a bang
I'm gonna end it all right now
Gone with my wind

Step right up folks

Anarchy for sale!
T-shirts only 10 dollars
Badges only 3.50
I nicked the design, never asked the band
I never listen to them either

Buy Buy Buy from Circle A
Like hula hoops, it's a disposable craze
Another fast-food fad to throw away

Get your Anarchy For Sale
Anarchy For Sale
Anarchy For Sale

Punk's not dead
It just deserves to die
When it becomes another stale cartoon
A close-minded, self-centered social club
Ideas don't matter
It's who you know
If the music's gotten boring
It's because of the people who want everyone to sound the same
Who drive the bright people out of our so-called scene
Till all that's left is a meaningless fad
Hardcore formulas are dogshit

Seems like the more

I think I know

The more I find I don't

Every answer opens up so many questions anarchy sounds good to me

Then someone asks, "Who'd fix the sewers?"
"Would the rednecks just play king

Of the neighborhood?"

How many liberators

Really want to be dictators

Every theory has its holes

When real life steps in

So how do we feed

And make room for

Hey! Yo!

We're the United States Marines

We know you've all been killing each other

For at least two thousand years
But we're here now

To protect the family

Of Christian heroin warlords

Most friendly to the West

So you knock off this fighting

Or we'll tell Mom

Ever notice news

Is taged like TV wrestling shows

With Reagans and Khaddafis cast

As cartoon villains and heroes

D. M. S. O.

Crypto Wonder Drug

In vogue

Some people say
It cures arthritis

Maybe that's why

It keeps getting banned

It's absorbed

Directly through the skin

Mix it with lemon juice

Touch your fingertips

You'll taste the lemon

The police

Started a riot

Down at the courthouse

Again

Running amok

Spilling blood

Bashing heads

I do my part

Behind the lines

We have reviewed your yellow form

Congratulations! we find you qualified

You have just the right capacity

For putting up with our nonsense

There's just one thing you've got to prove
We know how you must be dishonest and lazy

If you're so desperate

You actually want to work at this place

[Chorus:]

You must be guilty (lie detector)

Guilty (lie detector)