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1986 - Alternative Tentacles Records
1.Take This Job and Shove
It
2.Hop With the Jet Set
3.Dear Abby
4.Rambozo the Clown
5.Fleshdunce
6.The Great Wall
7.Shrink
8.Triumph of the Swill
9.Macho Insecurity
10.I Spy
11.Cesspools in Eden
12.One-way Ticket to Pluto
13.Do the Slag
14.A Commercial
15.Gone With My Wind
16.Anarchy For Sale
17.Chickenshit Conformist
18.Where Do Ya Draw the
Line
19.Potshot Heard 'Round
the World
20.D.M.S.O.
21.Lie Detector
TAKE THIS JOB AND
SHOVE IT
take this job and shove it i ain't working
here no more i will not get all the pieces i've been working for paper
cups, minimum wage just walk on out the door take this job and shove it
i ain't working here no more take this job and shove it i ain't working
here no more i will not get all the pieces i've been working for paper
cups, minimum wage just walk on out the door take this job and shove it
i ain't working here no more they'll have you in this factory from now
on for fifty years all this time i see my woman drowning in her tears i
see a lot of people who got to have a piece of me i'd give the shirt right
off my back if i had the nerve to say take this job and shove it i ain't
working here no more i will not get all the pieces i've been working for
paper cups, minimum wage just walk on out the door take this job and shove
it i ain't working here no more let's all go use our sick leave up and
then we'll shoot some pool got brand new skinhead hair cuts you think he's
a fool one of these days i'll blow my top or somebody's gonna pay i'd hate
to see the process as you enter the factory and say take this job and shove
it i ain't working here no more i won't let that shit bother me that i've
been working for paper cups, minimum wage just walk on out the door take
this job and shove it i ain't working here no more take this job and shove
it i ain't working here, ain't working here, ain't working here no more
HOP WITH THE JET
SET
i say, come on! to pleasures unknown where
we fly to when we are all bored c'mon for the ride and hop with the jet
set tonight we'll sun ourselves red down in montego bay hotel-hired guards
keep the natives away we wanna save the whales we'll go watch them feed,
buzz around them in boats 'til they won't 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 we'll hire out some poachers to go
steel their dolls who cares if they're sacred-they look awful cute national
geographic found a stone age tribe let's feed them their first hot dogs
on film won't that be a prize to show the jet set tonight "aren't they
cute, aren't 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
DEAR ABBY
dear abby, got a problem. i'm a decent,
underpaid, hardworking county coroner. it's important that my family eat
meat at least three times a week. but we just can't afford to with the
prices the way they are. so i bring home some choice cuts from my autopsy
subjects. just mix in the tuna helper...and ta-da! the whole family thinks
my new meals are delicious. they ask me what's my secret. abby, i think
they're getting suspicious. my smart-ass 8-year-old keeps asking, "where's
all the meat? the red dye #2 kind that's kept in the fridge." if they find
out the truth i don't think they'll understand. abby, what do i tell my
family? dear reaganomics victim: consult your clergyman. make sure the
body's blessed and everything should be just fine.
RAMBOZO THE CLOWN
got a deadly toy to brainwash your boy
an egocentric muscle thug kicks butt on screen like a brat outa hell bullshitter
in the indochina shop pull the string in his back, we win the war that
we never should have started at all a cabbage patch terrorist to call our
own who rewrites history with a machine gun don't think about it-kill it
that's what we teach your child rambozo rambozo rambozo the clown to draft
age kids it sure looks like fun- "kill 'em all and let god sort 'em out."
like video games-no mess just fuel for a mass lapse of common sense you
can be don quixote we'll dice you with our windmill blades brawn over brain
means a happy ending g.i. joe in the cereal bowl grey shrapnel-flavored
chewing gum mass murder ain't just painless now we've made it cute rambozo
rambozo rambozo the clown war is sexy war is fun iron ego red dawn be a
wolverine. you'll rule the hills just get some guns and cheerios any kid
can conquer libya just steal a fighter plane look who came home in a wheelchair
v.a. hospital, they don't care "we're the machine you're just a tool."
who fell for the myth of rambozo the clown
FLESHDUNCE
we're world industry's thoughtlords the
entertainment wing we keep you all in line by fixing your free will surround
you with pop fantasies just slightly out of reach to soften all the blows
of your forced daily routine we strip-mine your underground culture take
the bite out and rinse it clean give ourselves credit for creating it then
sell it back to you at twice the price our pool of talent vampires has
blown into your town to dazzle, sign and milk you all strictly on our own
terms you think you've got a lot to say we'll change that real soon you're
not a person anymore we've made you a cartoon by the time we're through
remolding you you won't even recognize your face there's no end to the
eager beavers drawn the moths to our babylon's mirage conveyor belt of
fleshdunce they all want to do the fleshdance conveyor belt of fleshdunce
who all want to do the fleshdance
THE GREAT WALL
great wall of china it's so big it's seen
from outer space put there to keep starving neighbors locked outside the
gates what's changed today? empires hoard more than they need and peasants
threaten our comfort we'll build a great wall around our power build a
great wall around our power bankrupt l.a.'s streetcar line so people pay
more to drive plant strategic freeways to divide neighborhoods by color
lines we'd rather pay for riot squads than pump your ghetto back to life
we let your schools decay on purpose to build a great wall around our power
another great wall around our power warlords in grey suits take a different
route to work each day second-hand green berets form the companies' private
armies. we'll take all your gold but won't teach reading or feed your poor
the league of gentleman would rather feed guns to puppet dictators there's
too many people in your world and refugees are expensive when they trickled
down onto our soil we hunt them and arrest them classify them insane and
put them back on the next plane to the waiting arms of the same death squads
they fled we've built a great wall around our power economic great wall
around our power worldwide great wall around our power give us your poor,
your tired and your weak we'll send 'em right back to their certain death
SHRINK
if only people could shrink our world
wouldn't be so overcrowded bring ourselves down to size there'd be so much
more food to go 'round why don't we build a machine with all the know-how
of the industries we put a man on the moon on earth we'll need more room
to breathe real soon oh drink your vaccine and let's shrink and bring your
poodle so it doesn't eat us the roads will be so wide no traffic jams when
we're half a foot tall bring what you need down here we'll shrink it all
by microwave don't wanna die like dinosaurs we'll have enough resources
to go round oh so now you've made the big shrink meanwhile we'll keep acting
big we well-bred beautiful people who says we have to go too? cops and
mason businessmen were exempted from the ovens as if you weren't already.
the rest of you are all our termites now oh
TRIUMPH OF THE SWILL
life can only get better all you need
to do is fall in love everyone else has fun but you buy that fun you'll
fit in too dance your problems away government music cheap escape to that
mind-control beat government music mellow out-life's too hard you don't
even want to think see the macho cock-rock metal heroes vomit fire out
of their big mouths shake your fists obediently make leni riefenstahl real
proud see the aryan bozo with the red guitar parachute on the white house
lawn gonna bomb the commies with his air guitar so dumb he can't drive
55 like bing crosby before them government music too idiotic to be real
government music you want it loud? we'll make sure it goes nowhere so you
won't get ideas triumph of the swill triumph of the swill triumph of the
swill triumph of the swill music is banned in khomeini's iran on the grounds
that it stimulates the brain we've done him one better in the land of coke
& honey using music to put people's brains to sleep ever wonder why
commercial radio's so bad? it's 'cause someone upstairs wants it that way
if the doors or john lennon were getting started now the industry wouldn't
sign 'em in a million years so what do we get government music christian
censorship and taxed blank tapes shoppers strung out on our false hopes
will flock to obey triumph of the swill triumph of the swill triumph of
the swill triumph of the swill
MACHO INSECURITY
name one thing on earth lower than a tough
guy who talks with his fists instead of using his head who beats the shit
out of anything it can't understand behind the muscle mask is a scared
little boy called macho insecurity macho insecurity macho insecurity 'cause
you can't stand yourself got a bitch with me? why won't you say it to my
face? it's so easy to mouth off to others but where's your proof? maybe
we can talk if you'd just drop your act nothing's ever solved by making
childish threats that's macho insecurity (chorus) why do you want people
to be so afraid of you? why are you so scared of anything that's different?
no one's ever there when you need friends you wonder why... it's 'cause
you take yourself so seriously but being such a clown gives the rest of
us the right to laugh at your macho insecurity 'cause you can't stand yourself
I SPY
you look at me from the back of the room
all i see is a bumbling buffoon head down like you don't see much until
you move in to make your bust i spy for you and me i spy for you and me
disguised like you're one of the scene just stand alone with no real friends
scared people will find out who you are alone in the world without your
telephone beeper i spy for you and me i spy for you and me curious folks
ask questions of life but you can't answer 'cause your heart's like a knife
still you feel you sing the last song sung you're just a heartless piece
of scum with a gun i spy for you and me i spy for you and me i spy i spy
i spy
CESSPOOLS IN EDEN
poison is bubbling beneath your dreamhome
buried there years before kid runs in crying from playing in the garden
"mommy, i burned my hands!" "what's making our eyes so itchy?" "don't rub
'em-they'll swell up." oh oh oh oh it's the big waste dump oh, yeah we
built your ticky-tacky houses on landfill soil to cover up a gift we left
you years before of toxic chemicals and leaking gas just dig a little while,
you'll find our acid baths cesspools in eden oozing away... groundwater's
poisoned air stings like hell the lines for doctors grow long over martinis
the company laughs "we don't owe you one damn thing." but what about all
these fainting spells? how'd you like a lick from my open sores and oh....oh
oh oh - why are our babies stillborn? a storage tank's leaking it's about
to explode why evacuate when you can watch the fun nothing happens here
get out the lawn chairs we'll drink pink lemonade and watch martinez burn
cesspools in eden oozing away cesspools in eden leak by the day the land
we sold you is right atop our acid pits we fill them by the truckload in
the dead of night there's thousands more toxic tips of the iceberg we pay
a little bribe or we just don't report them and see what you get- cesspools
in eden in eden no accident- just a little of our greed-fueled negligence
so you've found the proof why your cancer rate's shot up but whatcha gonna
do when we've got all the cards times beach, rocky flats, love canal &
bhopal merry christmas, hostages from the folks who care cesspools in eden
oozing away cesspools in eden leak by the day cesspools in eden have a
nice day
ONE-WAY TICKET TO
PLUTO
countdown! get ready for the blast off!
and don't forget the hype! we're going into space. distinguished scientists
a pesky senator and monkey turds leaking from the lab all brought to us
play-by-play by howard cosell you're going where no man has gone before
because we owe you some favors and besides you're bright a little too bright
step one: senator, your vomit, it's time to analyze it for the folks back
home open the hatch, launch the war satellite that the commies aren't supposed
to know about our real challenge is to keep it a secret from the press
back home you're going where no man has gone before don't ask us where
that is-we have no idea you're chosen for this great mission because you're
hearty and strong and make a lot of fuss especially around us we like you
better when you're far away have you noticed? you're gong the wrong direction
we have, but that's your problem we planned it that way we had to dispose
of all of you so we can spoil the final frontier how dare you question
our star wars plans for the farce that they are? you're going where no
man has gone before for rocking the boat in our temple of doom you're on
a one-way ticket to pluto we wash our hands of you and your lost ark don't
forget to write... no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no....
DO THE SLAG
have you heard about the latest craze
that's sweepin' across the nation all the punks from coast to coast have
discovered an old invention: "your hair's too long man, you're a queer
you're too new wave put down that beer..." and do the slag-look at 'em
run do the slag-hey you scum do the slag-ain't it fun do the slag-let's
all be dumb badmouth people we don't know make sure it's behind their backs
don't let new people in our scene it's more fun than having a friend we'll
slag everyone each and every night so we can pretend that we're all right
make those pricks feel just so small we'll show the world that we're three
feet tall slander their integrity doubt their humanity talk about their
haircuts are their politics correct? do the slag! don't let those sissies
on the floor they're unhip, man, they bought the wrong clothes let's all
do the latest craze 'cause having allies never pays we'll slag everyone
each and every night so we can pretend that we're all right make those
pricks feel just so small we'll show the world that we're three feet tall
A COMMERCIAL
have we got a telethon for you coming
soon on mtv! a rockin' bankroll extravaganza featuring all your vigilante
rock stars! sammy hagar...sylvester stallone...clint eastwood. it's so
important we've even exhumed the bodies of lynyrd skynyrd! this ain't no
sissy concert to raise food for the needy; this concerts whipped up the
american way to raise money for guns for the greedy! so stay tuned and
dig in those heels for...usa for south africa! it's usa for south africa
'cause those poor, sex-starved riot battalions need more machine guns,
more tear gas, more nerve gas, more electric fences for those prison camps
they call "homelands." and who's going to give it to them? we are! every
one of us! everytime we go to the bank. everytime we buy food at theftway.
or those fancy chrome wheels for your hot car. it's usa for south africa!
don't delay! apartheid is a big business! what would these american ladies
do without those diamonds? you heard the white house...don't miss it! have
you're rich parents' money ready, world hunger's gone forever once your
check's in the mail when mtv and the rock and racism connection bring you
live, from sun city, usa for south africa!
GONE WITH MY WIND
wake up! get down here quick! the president's
had too much to drink his days of power are about gone he's been talking
to paintings in the hall he says, "i'm finished, so what the hell? my life
is ruined, what matters now? i've always itched for that last great thrill...
if i die all of you should too." gone with my wind out with a bang i'm
gonna end it all right now gone with my wind out with a bang you're coming
with me, oh wow my bombs will rain down on d.c. we'll nuke our enemies
while they're asleep we'll be safe in the ground below and laugh and drink
till the cows come home so c'mon john, whadya say? it's been dancing in
my head for years what'll happen if i push this button... let's start world
war iii for fun gone with my wind out with a bang i'm gonna end it all
right now gone with my wind out with a bang you're coming with me, oh wow
mr. president, just sit down we should talk a little while, i'll pour another
round what about your memoirs' tv rights? sit tight-and watch the fire...
let go of me. do you think i'm mad? to tell the truth, sir, i'd rather
not say just keep your paws inside your pockets and planet earth will be
ok. but you reached for the button anyhow i had no choice but to knock
you out that's just last night's bump on your head on to the next crisis,
it's another day gone with my wind out with a bang i'm gonna end it all
right now gone with my wind out with a bang you're coming with me, oh wow
ANARCHY FOR SALE
step right up folks anarchy for sale!
t-shirts only 10 dollars badges only 3.50 i nicked the design, never asked
the band i never listen to them either buy buy buy from circle a like hula
hoops, it's a disposable craze another fast-food fad to throw away get
your anarchy for sale anarchy for sale anarchy for sale sheep unite! get
your cuddly boots and studs be sure to rebel in proper style rebel along
the paths we pick out of fear of peer pressure we create hey you!- get
those flyers off my wall no commie peace shit in my boutique no one here
cares what that all means our anarchy is for sale anarchy for sale anarchy
for sale our town sucks our scene rules to belong you must buy into it
so we sold you metal spike bracelets.... c'mon let's see a good fight that's
anarchy for sale anarchy for sale anarchy for sale
CHICKENSHIT CONFORMIST
punk's not dead it just deserves to die
when it becomes another stale cartoon a close-minded, self-centered social
club ideas don't matter, it's who you know if the music's gotten boring
it's because of the people who want everyone to sound the same who drive
bright people out of our so-called scene 'til all that's left is just a
meaningless fad hardcore formulas are dogshit change and caring are what's
real is this a state of mind or just another label the joy and hope of
an alternative have become its own cliche a hairstyle's not a lifestyle
imagine sid vicious at 35 who needs a scene scared to love and to feel
judging everything by loud fast rules appeal who played last night? "i
don't know, i forgot. but diving off the stage was a lot of fun." so eager
to please peer pressure decrees so eager to please peer pressure decrees
make the same old mistakes again and again chickenshit conformist like
your parents what's ripped us apart even more than drugs are the thieves
and the goddamn liars flipping people off when they share their stuff when
someone falls are there any friends? harder core than thou for a year or
two then it's time to get a real job others stay home, it's no fun to go
out when the gigs are wrecked by gangs and thugs when the thugs form bands,
look who gets record deals from new york metal labels looking to scam who
sign the most racist queerbashing bands they can find to make a buck revving
kids up for war walk tall, act small only as tough as gang approval unity
is bullshit when it's under someone's fat boot where's the common cause
too many factions safely sulk in their shells agree with us on everything
or we won't help with anything that kind of attitude just makes a split
grow wider guess who's laughing while the world explodes when we're all
crybabies who fight best among ourselves so eager to please peer pressure
decrees so eager to please peer pressure decrees make the same old mistakes
again and again chickenshit conformist like your parents that farty old
rock and roll attitude's back "it's competition, man, we wanna break big."
who needs friends when the money's good that's right, the '70s are back.
cock-rock metal's like a bad laxative it just don't move me, ya know? the
music's ok when there's more ideas than solos do we rally need the attitude
too? shedding thin skin too quickly as a fan it disappoints me same old
stupid sexist lyrics or is satan all you can think of? crossover is just
another word for lack of ideas maybe what we need are more trolls under
the bridge will the metalheads finally learn something- or will the punks
throw away their education? no one's ever the best once they believe their
own press "maturing" don't mean rehashing mistakes of the past so eager
to please peer pressure decrees so eager to please make the same old mistakes
again and again chickenshit conformist like your parents the more things
change the more they stay the same we can't grow when we won't criticize
ourselves the '60s weren't all failure it's the '70s that stunk as the
clock ticks we dig the same hole music scenes ain't real life they won't
get rid of the bomb won't eliminate rape or bring down the banks any kind
of real change takes more time and work than changing channels on a tv
set so why are we so eager to please peer pressure decrees so eager to
please peer pressure decrees make the same old mistakes again and again
chickenshit conformist like your parents
WHERE DO YA DRAW
THE LINE
seems like the more i think i know the
more i find i don't every answer opens up so many questions anarchy sounds
good to me then someone asks, "who'd fix the sewers?" "would the rednecks
just play king of the neighborhood?" how many liberators really want to
be dictators every theory has its holes when real life steps in so how
do we feed and make room for all the people crowded on our earth and transfer
all that wealth from the rich to those who need it where do ya draw the
line where do ya draw the line i'm not telling you i'm asking you ever
notice hard line radicals can go on start trips too where no one's pure
and right except themselves "i'm cleansed of the system." ( 'cept when
my amp needs electric power) or-"the party line says no. feminists can't
wear fishnets." you wanna help stop war? well, we reject your application
you crack too many jokes and you eat meat what better way to turn people
off than to twist ideas for change into one more church that forgets we're
all human beings where do ya draw the line? in toronto someone blew up
a cruise missile warhead plant 10 slightly hurt, 4 million dollars damage
why not destroy private property when it's used against you and me is that
violence -or self-defence you tell me where do ya draw the line i'm not
telling you, i'm asking you where do ya draw the line i'm not telling you,
i'm asking you where do ya draw the line?
POTSHOT HEARD AROUND
THE WORLD
hey! yo! we're the united states marines
we know you've all been killing each other for at least two thousand years
but we're here now to protect the family of christian heroin warlords most
friendly to the west so you knock off this fighting or we'll tell mom ever
notice news is staged like tv wrestling shows with reagans and khaddafis
cast as cartoon villains and heroes or those wildlife "documentaries" where
a lion from a zoo kills a deer tied down ahead of time at the perfect camera
angle when lemmings balk at dying for disney they're just hurled off the
cliff... we are gathered here today to take photos of the president pretending
to mourn these brave young me who came home from beirut gift-wrapped in
body bags- a truck bomb blew them to bits we knew they were sitting ducks
we sacrificed 'em, aztec style so we could use their dead meat to cook
up war fever back home so make sure you take lots of pictures and slant
your news our way just like in wild kingdom we first tied down the prey
we want people boiling for revenge in their living rooms so we can go play
shoot-em-up anywhere we choose and our backers can cash in without the
public asking questions
D.M.S.O.
d. m. s. o. crypto wonder drug in vogue
some people say it cures arthritis maybe that's why it keeps getting banned
it's absorbed directly through the skin mix it with lemon juice touch your
fingertips you'll taste the lemon the police started a riot down at the
courthouse again running amok spilling blood bashing heads i do my part
behind the lines swabbing door handles of cop cars with d.m.s.o. mixed
with l.s.d....
LIE DETECTOR
we have reviewed your yellow form congratulations!
we find you qualified you have just the right capacity for putting up with
our nonsense there's just one thing you've got to prove we know how you
must be dishonest and lazy if you're so desperate you actually want to
work at this place you must be guilty (lie detector) guilty (lie detector)
guilty (lie detector) guilty 'til you're proven innocent these days blood
pressure clamps around your arms now don't get nervous when we yell in
your face we know you steal- just who do you screw? with what?! with who?!?
aren't you a christian?!?!? the polygraph-don't make it move one little
twitch, the anvil drops on you don't matter if you told the truth we want
your facial egg for our file guilty-'til proven innocent guilty-it says
so on your face guilty- when you try to find a place to live or a job that
pays guilty- when you file a complaint against the cop that kicked your
face last night guilty- it says so on page 3 guilty- who'd think a guy
like me would plant some drugs in your car break in your house while you're
asleep open your mouth, bet your ass you're watched and it's your word
against ours... yeah, just because we're hiring you that don't mean we
trust you at all you'll have to take a test like this once or twice every
week we know machines, they make mistakes yeah, it's your word against
our dead black box the machine is always right 'cause we know how it makes
you feel so small because you're guilty (lie detector) 'til you're proven
innocent these days no one's innocent these days 'cause when you're innocent
it just don't pay
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