Текст песни Dead Kennedys - We`ve Got A Bigger Problem Now
Dead Kennedys - We`ve Got A Bigger Problem Now слова песни
Last call for alcohol.
Last call for your freedom of speech.
Drink up. Happy hour is now enforced by law.
Don`t forget our house special, it`s called a Trickie Dickie Screwdriver.
It`s got one part Jack Daniels, two parts purple Kool-Aid,
and a jigger of formaldehyde
from the jar with Hitler`s brain in it we got in the back storeroom.
Happy trails to you. Happy trails to you.
I am Emperor Ronald Reagan
Born again with fascist cravings
Still, you made me president
Human rights will soon go `way
I am now your Shah today
Now I command all of you
Now you`re going to pray in school
I`ll make sure they`re Christian too
California Uber alles
Uber alles California
Ku Klux Klan will control you
Still you think it`s natural
Nigger knockin` for the master race
Still you wear the happy face
You closed your eyes, can`t happen here
Alexander Haig is near
Vietnam won`t come back you say
Join the army or you will pay
California Uber alles
Uber alles California
Yeah, that`s it. Just relax.
Have another drink, few more pretzels, little more MSG.
Turn on those Dallas Cowboys on your TV.
Lock your doors. Close your mind.
It`s time for the two-minute warning.
Welcome to 1984
Are you ready for the third world war?!?
You too will meet the secret police
They`ll draft you and they`ll jail your niece
You`ll go quitely to boot camp
They`ll shoot you dead, make you a man
Don`t you worry, it`s for a cause
Feeding global corporations` claws
Die on our brand new poison gas
El Salvador or Afghanistan
Making money for President Reagan
And all the friends of President Reagan
California Uber alles
Uber alles California