Holiday In Cambodia

Holiday in Cambodia - Dead Kennedys

So you've been to school

For a year or two

And you know you've seen it all

In Daddy's car

Thinking you'll go far

Back east your type don't crawl

Playing ethnicky jazz

To parade your snazz

On your five grand stereo

Braggin' that you know

How the niggers feel cold

And the slum's 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

For 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 sneech

You suck like a leech

You want everyone to act like you

Kiss a** while you b**ch

So you can get rich

While 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

'Til you starve

Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where the people are one

Now you can go where they get things done

What you need my son

What you need my son

Is a Holiday in Cambodia

Where people are dressed in black

A Holiday in Cambodia

Where you'll kiss a** or crack

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It's a Holiday in Cambodia

Where you'll do what you're told

It's a Holiday in Cambodia

Where the slums got so much soul

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