This is the end… beautiful friend… the end… my only friend… the end… at least of this season. Season 1 is over.
Today I talk about Sneetches, Right Guard, the Republic of Biafra, and Pol Pot. Enjoy…
Holiday in Cambodia by The Dead Kennedys.
Lyrics
So, you’ve 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 ethnicity jazz to parade your snazz On your five-grand stereo Braggin’ that you know how the niggers feel cold And the slums 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 sneetch, 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 till you starve Then your head is skewered on a stake
It’s a holiday in Cambodia Where people dress in black A holiday in Cambodia Where you’ll kiss ass or crack
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