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MDC 1981​-​1987 cd (reissue)

by Millions of Dead Cops

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1.
Dead Cops / America's So Straight 01:59
lyrics
Dead cops Down on the street Giving poor the heat With their clubs and guns Doin' it all for fun Dead Cops Big bad and blue They're in the Klan too Brutality is their sport We'll put 'em to the torch Dead Cops Rebel, rebel on the street Makeup on my face Stockings on my feet All the straights asking me why I'm not a normal American guy What makes America so straight and me so bent? Call this the land of the free Say its the home of the brave You know they call me a queen Just another human being What makes America so straight and me so bent? Your authority and power Has turned us sick and sour And your justice is a lie We're gonna fight until you die What makes America so straight and me so bent? Dead Cops Watcha gonna do The Mafia in blue Huntin' for queers Niggers and you Dead cops Time for a switch Army of the rich Macho fuckin' slaves We'll piss on your graves
2.
Corporate Deathburger 01:20
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Ronald laughs as millions starve And profits forever increase Your stenching farts as they smile They say they try to please Plastic chairs and fake shakes To help it all go down Polluting your children with their lies And trying to destroy your mind Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald Change from your five Ankles deep in blood Make it your career Sell billions every year Golden arches and Ronald smiles Ronald laughs as billions starve And profits forever increase Feeding all your grain to cows Dead children rest in peace The stench of humans rotting Smells just like fish filet Your sign neglects to mention 50,000 starved today Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald Change from your five Torture camps for cows Slaughter and starvation From death Corporation Golden arches and Ronald Smiles You say you're Christians but you're a fake Multinationals on the take Starving children deserve a break today
3.
John Wayne was a Nazi 02:22
lyrics
John Wayne was a Nazi He liked to play SS Kept a picture of Apolph, Tucked in his cowboy vest Sure he would string up your mother Sure he would torture your pa Sure he would march you up to the wall Sure he would hang you by your last ball [Chorus:] He was a Nazi But not anymore He was a Nazi Life evens the score John Wayne slaughtered our Indian brothers Burned their villages and raped their mothers Now he has given them the white man's lord Live by this, or die by the sword [Chorus] John Wayne killed a lot of gooks in the war We don't give a fuck about John anymore We all heard his tale of blood and gore Just another pawn for the capitalist whore [Chorus] John Wayne wore an army uniform Didn't like us reds and fags that didn't conform Great white hero had so much nerve Lived much longer than he deserved [Chorus] Late show Indian or Mexican dies Klan propaganda legitimized Hypocrite coward never fought a real fight When I see John I'm ashamed to be white Death bed Christian of this you avowed If God's alive, you're roastin' now Well John, we got no regrets As long as you died a long and painful death
4.
Chicken Squawk 02:37
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When I walk into the store They sell the chickens by the score But eating dead birds just ain't for me I don't eat roast beef or fish Porky Pig is not my dish Just go ahead and let your chickens be In chicken circles it's Adolph Perdue Wants to feed featherless chicken to you I don't take orders from Colonel Sanders Do you? I don't wanna eat no hens Not even every now or then Wanna let all the chickens be [Chorus:] Bawk, bawk, bawk... Swing to the east and swing to the west Swing with the chickens you love best Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me Wishing Daffy lots of luck Cause Elmer Fudd's a hunting duck They're dreaming about their little fricassee And Bugs Bunny is a friend of mine Eating him I'd feel like Frankenstein Eating flesh seems pretty foul to me So on Thanksgiving or Christmas Eve Give them turkeys a reprieve Ain't no turkey got to die for me Foghorn, Leghorn wrote to me Say's MDC's alright by me Cause we all learned to let our chickens free [Chorus] Lordy Jesus this must be the end They got us eating our cartoon friends Emancipate those little chickadees Swing to the east and swing to the west Swing to the chicken you love best Come and do the chicken squawk with me

about

This was a reissue of MDC's first two albums, "Millions of Dead Cops" and "More Dead Cops", released with Boislève Records.


Millions Of Dead Cops

1. Business On Parade
2. Dead Cops / America's So Straight
3. Born To Die
4. Corporate Deathburger
5. Violent Rednecks
6. I Remember
7. John Wayne Was A Nazi
8. Dick For Brains
9. I Hate Work
10. My Family Is A Little Weird
11. Greedy & Pathetic
12. Church & State
13. Kill The Light
14. American Achievements

More Dead Cops

15. John Wayne Was A Nazi
16. Born To Die
17. Multi Death Corporation
18. Selfish Shit
19. Radioactive Chocalate
20. No Place To Piss
21. Kleptomaniac
22. Chicken Squawk
23. Pecking Order
24. Pay To Come Along
25. Evolution In Rock

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released January 1, 2004

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