Hop With The Jet Set — текст песни (dead kennedys)

I say, come on!

To pleasures unknown

Where we fly to when we are all bored

Cmon for the ride

And hop with the jet set tonight



Well sun ourselves red down in montego bay

Hotel-hired guards keep the natives away



We wanna save the whales

Well go watch them feed,

Buzz around them in boats

til they wont breed

Just here for the ride

Then we hop with the jet set tonight



Check out them indians ancestral art

Some of that would look cute up on our walls

Yeah, suit it just fine

When you hop with the jet set tonight



Well hire out some poachers to go steel their dolls

Who cares if theyre sacredthey look awful cute



National geographic found a stone age tribe

Lets feed them their first hot dogs on film

Wont that be a prize

To show the jet set tonight



"arent they cute, arent they pure"

Muse subscribers back home

Next weekend the junta exterminates them



Back home by the sea at our outdoor cafe

Our chameleon tongues catch the flies in the air