The Dead Kennedys

Who can talk about punk lyrics without mentioning the Dead Kennedys? If you don't already know, you are about to find out why. Take a "Holiday in Cambodia"

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Jello Biafra, the lead singer of the Dead Kennedys, writes punk poetry. It's horrifying -- by which I mean, the subjects he chooses and the imagery he describes them with, are horrifying. But his lyrics are pure poetry. Think about the difference while you listen to this song... The band broke up but Jello is still active. I've often thought that if a Dalek ever decided to sing, the result would be something like Jello's voice (you have to have heard them both to know what I'm talking about...).


"Holiday in Cambodia" by The Dead Kennedys

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 ethnincky jazz to parade you snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin’ that you know how the niggers feel the cold
And the slum’s got so much soul...

It’s time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear…
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!

You’re 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 off 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 is skewered on a stake!

Now you can go where people are one!
Now you go where they get things done!
What you need, my son…
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...
Pol Pot...
Pol Pot...
Pol Pot...
Pol Pot...

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!

Pol Pot!


I will leave as an exercise to the reader... look up, from the same album, the lyrics to "Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round"...


This song is copyright by The Dead Kennedys. No ownership or permission is expressed or implied. The accompanying audio clip is for your "review purposes", in other words, I am explicitly hoping that this sample inspires you to go out and buy the song. And thereby avoid having the Dead Kennedys sue me.

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