Тексты песен «Dicks»

I see that you're a policeman I know you're in the Ku Klux Klan You got a gun hung on your hip It's underneath your silky slip I know you'd kill me if you could You hide your head beneath a hood I know that you're a...

You're the man that makes my life a drag And you're the one who gives the world it's snags You're the one who gives me the will to live You're the one who gives me the will to kill You bourgeois Pig You fuckin' Pig...

When I see you walking down the street It's so hard to take Come on and give me a break You're spending all your fuckin' time with school Those lessons you learn Are making you a fool Daddy's boy got some brand new...

Went to the shoestore Lookin' to meet Some young boy witha pair of nice feet He's fourteen (and I'm looking for work) Shoe store job I need it! (I need it! ) Those shoes are hot And I'm hot too Lickin' those feet in...

IT'S DEATH TO THE USA IT'S DEATH TO THE USA Where is the underground? Could it be surfacing? Maybe like Carol Durant? Maybe like Sister Buck? I suspect the underground says: I support the Weather Underground It's not...

I ain't no Nazi Could if I wanted to I ain't no Nazi With all your fascist rules I ain't no Nazi's friend Could if I wanted to I don't wear no uniform Fight you like a mighty storm I've got the rage in me And that is...

They're the Pigs with the guns They watch us steal; they watch us run 'Cause they can kill us And they'll be free in a couple of days We're the ns; Kill us fast We're dying to shoot some white man's ass 'Cause they can...

You got money? Well, then you're livin' the good life You got a big fat daddy at home Writin' checks tonight You got nothing? Well, then you're livin' a bad life You got a big, fine car And you eye me while you pass me...

Hey, mothers cryin' in the street Because their children can't get enough to eat Hey, daddy, tell me what you say You send your kid to die and then you pray Hey, people, see it's what they want And it's what they need...