01-07-2013, 12:05 AM
"Political Science" Randy Newman (1972)
No one likes us-I don't know why
We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try
But all around, even our old friends put us down
Let's drop the big one and see what happens
We give them money-but are they grateful?
No, they're spiteful and they're hateful
They don't respect us-so let's surprise them
We'll drop the big one and pulverize them
Asia's crowded and Europe's too old
Africa is far too hot
And Canada's too cold
And South America stole our name
Let's drop the big one
There'll be no one left to blame us
We'll save Australia
Don't wanna hurt no kangaroo
We'll build an All American amusement park there
They got surfin', too
Boom goes London and boom Paris
More room for you and more room for me
And every city the whole world round
Will just be another American town
Oh, how peaceful it will be
We'll set everybody free
You'll wear a Japanese kimono babe
And there'll be Italian shoes for me
They all hate us anyhow
So let's drop the big one now
Let's drop the big one now
"The Badge Means You Suck" AK47 (Houston, Texas, 1980)
Well you think you know what terror is
As it stares from the newspaper page
And of course you all know what horror is
It's the rage of the age
Intimidation doesn't have a focus
It oozes from every pore
Murder doesn't bother to whisper
In this fucking town it roars
Bodies awash in back bayous
Bibles all full of holes
Kill a captive to capture a criminal
Badges where there ought to be souls
Badges where there's got to be souls
Badges where there's not any souls.
Well, I'd like to be smug and self-righteous
And talk about courts setting criminals free
Buy me a nice little home near Conroe
Where the neighbors are just like me
But everytime I see the uniform
I realize I've had the luck
To only read about their latest deeds
And miss a fascist mind fuck
Duck when you see em coming
Cause the badge means you suck.
A black man just back from Nam
People thought he was a little bit odd
Jogged at night to calm his nerves
Always talking about God
Well a black man running in the evening
To a cop is a nigger crook
They had two loaded revolvers
Milton had just one book
But he didn't have a chance to convert them
Because they wouldn't take a second look
It took 8 shots to stop Milton Glover
And his goddamn holy book
Duck when you see em coming
Cause the badge means you suck.
Sprinkle bodies with throw down revolvers
Cover court transcripts with shit
And if by chance you get found guilty
You'll still get away with it
The men who killed Joe Torres
Never went to jail
The sniper who picked off Carl Hampton
Never paid any bail
The killers of Milton Glover
They might be pulling you over tonight
And if you happen to get shot
Well I guess you started the fight
I guess you started the fight
They said you started the fight
Bodies awash in back bayous
Bibles all full of holes
Kill a captive to capture a criminal
Badges where there ought to be souls.
Well there's too much counterfeit money
I don't need to pass no buck
Gunna coin me a new slogan
The badge means you suck
The badge means you're fucked
The badge means you suck.
"Corporate Deathburger" MDC (Austin, Texas, 1982)
Ronald laughs as millions starve and profits forever increase
your stenching farts as they smile they say they try to please
plastic chairs and fake shakes to help it all go down
polluting your children with their lies and trying to destroy your mind
corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
change from your five
ankles deep in blood
make it your career
sell billions every year
golden arches and Ronald smiles
Ronald laughs as billions starve and profits forever increase
feeding all your grain to cows dead children rest in peace
the stench of humans rotting smells just like fish filet
your sign neglects to mention 50,000 starved today
(chorus)
change from your five
torture camps for cows
slaughter and starvation from death corporation
golden arches and Ronald smiles
you say you're christian but you're a fake
multinationals on the take
starving children deserve a break today
No one likes us-I don't know why
We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try
But all around, even our old friends put us down
Let's drop the big one and see what happens
We give them money-but are they grateful?
No, they're spiteful and they're hateful
They don't respect us-so let's surprise them
We'll drop the big one and pulverize them
Asia's crowded and Europe's too old
Africa is far too hot
And Canada's too cold
And South America stole our name
Let's drop the big one
There'll be no one left to blame us
We'll save Australia
Don't wanna hurt no kangaroo
We'll build an All American amusement park there
They got surfin', too
Boom goes London and boom Paris
More room for you and more room for me
And every city the whole world round
Will just be another American town
Oh, how peaceful it will be
We'll set everybody free
You'll wear a Japanese kimono babe
And there'll be Italian shoes for me
They all hate us anyhow
So let's drop the big one now
Let's drop the big one now
"The Badge Means You Suck" AK47 (Houston, Texas, 1980)
Well you think you know what terror is
As it stares from the newspaper page
And of course you all know what horror is
It's the rage of the age
Intimidation doesn't have a focus
It oozes from every pore
Murder doesn't bother to whisper
In this fucking town it roars
Bodies awash in back bayous
Bibles all full of holes
Kill a captive to capture a criminal
Badges where there ought to be souls
Badges where there's got to be souls
Badges where there's not any souls.
Well, I'd like to be smug and self-righteous
And talk about courts setting criminals free
Buy me a nice little home near Conroe
Where the neighbors are just like me
But everytime I see the uniform
I realize I've had the luck
To only read about their latest deeds
And miss a fascist mind fuck
Duck when you see em coming
Cause the badge means you suck.
A black man just back from Nam
People thought he was a little bit odd
Jogged at night to calm his nerves
Always talking about God
Well a black man running in the evening
To a cop is a nigger crook
They had two loaded revolvers
Milton had just one book
But he didn't have a chance to convert them
Because they wouldn't take a second look
It took 8 shots to stop Milton Glover
And his goddamn holy book
Duck when you see em coming
Cause the badge means you suck.
Sprinkle bodies with throw down revolvers
Cover court transcripts with shit
And if by chance you get found guilty
You'll still get away with it
The men who killed Joe Torres
Never went to jail
The sniper who picked off Carl Hampton
Never paid any bail
The killers of Milton Glover
They might be pulling you over tonight
And if you happen to get shot
Well I guess you started the fight
I guess you started the fight
They said you started the fight
Bodies awash in back bayous
Bibles all full of holes
Kill a captive to capture a criminal
Badges where there ought to be souls.
Well there's too much counterfeit money
I don't need to pass no buck
Gunna coin me a new slogan
The badge means you suck
The badge means you're fucked
The badge means you suck.
"Corporate Deathburger" MDC (Austin, Texas, 1982)
Ronald laughs as millions starve and profits forever increase
your stenching farts as they smile they say they try to please
plastic chairs and fake shakes to help it all go down
polluting your children with their lies and trying to destroy your mind
corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
change from your five
ankles deep in blood
make it your career
sell billions every year
golden arches and Ronald smiles
Ronald laughs as billions starve and profits forever increase
feeding all your grain to cows dead children rest in peace
the stench of humans rotting smells just like fish filet
your sign neglects to mention 50,000 starved today
(chorus)
change from your five
torture camps for cows
slaughter and starvation from death corporation
golden arches and Ronald smiles
you say you're christian but you're a fake
multinationals on the take
starving children deserve a break today