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Dead Kennedys - DK 40 - Forest Fire
DK 40
Disc 1
01. Moral Majority
02. I Am the Owl
03. Life Sentence
04. Police Truck
05. Riot
06. Bleed for Me
07. Holiday in Cambodia
08. Let’s Lynch the Landlord
09. Chemical Warfare
10. Nazi Punks Fuck Off
11. Kill the Poor
12. We’ve Got a Bigger Problem Now
13. Too Drunk to Fuck
Disc 2
01. Skateboard Talk + Intro Noise
02. Man With the Dogs
03. Forward to Death
04. Kepone Factory
05. Life Sentence
06. Trust Your Mechanic
07. Moral Majority
08. Forest Fire
09. Winnebago Warrior
10. Police Truck
11. Bleed for Me
12. Holiday in Cambodia
13. Let’s Lynch the Landlord
14. Chemical Warfare
15. Nazi Punks Fuck Off
16. We’ve Got a Bigger Problem Now
17. Too Drunk to Fuck
18. Kill the Poor
Disc 3
01. Darren’s Mom
02. Goons of Hazzard
03. Hellnation
04. This Could Be Anywhere
05. Soup Is Good Food
06. Chemical Warfare
07. Macho Insecurity
08. A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch
09. Forest Fire
10. Moon Over Marin
11. Jock‐O‐Rama
12. Encore
13. Stars and Stripes of Corruption
14. Second Encore
15. MTV Get Off the Air
16. Holiday in Cambodia
No junk food, just earthly goods
I ate weird berries in the woods
Now I'm seeing colors; I'm getting higher
I think I'll start a forest fire

There's a forest fire climbing the hill
Burning wealthy California homes
Better run, run, run, run, run
Run from the fire
But some of us stay and watch
And we think of your insurance costs
And we laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh
Laugh at your lives

Windows covered with bars
Security guards
Is that a house or a fortress
Against the rest of the world?
Windows covered with bars
Security guards
Is that a house or a prison
How you gonna get out?

Electric bull and your tennis courts
Pink sports cars and your boats
Getting fried, fried, fried, fried, fried
Fried by the fire

Windows covered with bars
Floodlights for the yard
It's a pleasure to watch you
Watch it all melt

But hey! What about the cocaine
Stockpiled in the basement?
Be a hero and save it
You know you're gonna need it

Where's your brand new, pretty wife?
She might still be inside
Either save her or your cocaine
From the fire
But the gates and doors are locked
'Cause the burglar alarms went off
Ever wonder why we laugh, laugh
At your lives?

Windows covered with bars
Fences spiked with barbed wire
Never looked so helpless
Engulfed in flames
Cameras watchin' the walls
Don't forget the dogs
Now you're trapped in your prison
How you gonna get out?

Yeah
See the gerbil
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
From the fire