Holiday in Cambodia — текст песни (dead kennedys)

So you been to school

For a year or two

And you know youve seen it all

In daddys car

Thinkin youll go far

Back east your type dont crawl



Play ethnicky 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



Its time to taste what you most fear

Right guard will not help you here

Brace yourself, my dear



Its a holiday in cambodia

Its tough, kid, but its life

Its a holiday in cambodia

Dont forget to pack a wife



Youre a star-belly sneech

You suck like a leach

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 youll 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



Now you can go where people are one

Now you can go where they get things done

What you need, my son.



Is a holiday in cambodia

Where people dress in black

A holiday in cambodia

Where youll kiss ass or crack



Pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, etc.



And its a holiday in cambodia

Where youll do what youre told

A holiday in cambodia

Where the slums got so much soul