Americká punková skupina založená v r. 1977 J. Biafrou v San Francisku. Inspirována hlavně Sex Pistols. Známá svými ostře politickými texty a provokativním vystupováním. V r. 1979 mají 1. hit – Holiday In Cambodia, na který navazuje úspěšné...

Píseň: Chicken farm

Interpret:
Dead Kennedys
Album:
Frankenchrist
Another rainy morning mingling at the market,
Bartering for food for another day.
Rifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buidings:
Executions have begun.


Sprawled in the square are today's broken bodies.
Lots to pick clean if you're first and quick.
Rift through their pockets, peel off their clothes,
To wear or sell when you wash out the blood


Run my little brother,
Run to the chicken farm.
Opportunity is calling,
You might even find a watch.


We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken faaarm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.


Napalm rains no more,
But the war goes on.
Little brother died playing at the dump today.
He found a new toy and held it up proud,
Then it blew him to bits.


How many more children
Will be killed or die at birth?
Deformed by Agent Orange,
In our food chain forever more.


We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken faaarm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.


This time we'll buy our way out.
I've got a plan, you wait and see.
I smuggled you this map,
In the gash I sliced in my thigh.
I hope I'm there to join you, love,
We're blown to bits one by one in this camp.
We crawl shaking through the fields at gunpoint all day, to defuse leftover landmines 


By haaaaand!
Haaaaand!
Haaaaaaaand!


We shiver on the deck and stiffen for the worst,
If the pirates come around we might as well be dead, we'll be thrown in the sea,
Or butchered if we're women,
All in the name of gold.
One foot in a land we can barely understand.
Can't speak the tongue of Yankee hospitality.
Our kids at school get beat up,
To the tune of "Boat people, go home".


Sliced with a machete,
From the breast of our homeland.
Our new world tries to spit us out,
But it sure beats the chicken farm.


We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken faaarm.
We're going dooooown
To the chicken farm.


Faaaaarm!
Faaaaarm!
Faaaaahahahaarm!
Profilový obrázek - Frankenchrist
Frankenchrist (1985)

1. Soup is good food

2. Hellnation

3. This could be anywhere (This could be everywhere)

4. A growing boy needs his lunch

5. Chicken farm

6. Jock-O-Rama (Invasion of the Beef Patrol)

7. Goons of hazzard

8. M.T.V.

9. At my job

10. Stars and stripes of corruption

11. This Could Be Anywhere

12. JockORama

13. MTV Get Off The Air