Saturday Night Holocaust

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Neurosis - Rock

Saturday Night Holocaust

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There's a prefab building and a funny smell Around the hills 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 lamé 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 slit Tape my temple, watch me go Blacks are banned, except on the records Oh, life's a cabaret Like in Berlin, 1930 All I crave is my escape Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes Run 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 Come here, my pretty glow worm You look so fine so dance with me The fly-eye lights are throbbing 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 band '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 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

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Credits

Writers
  • Dead Kennedys
  • Jello Biafra