Baby Punchers lyrics

Fuck your flag and fuck your face
You're the garbage of the human race
Ever since I was just seventeen
I pledged to Kill Your American Dream
Singing songs about your war and hate
And how your sickly system alienates
Your corrupt machine destroys all the land
Your gluttonous greed I'll never understand, no!

Badge-wavers your time is up!
Cash-cravers your time is up!
Jail-fillers your time is up!
Youth-killers your time is up!

Corrupt politicians we're on a mission
A declaration of your abolition
Your petty laws and plans for absolute power
Will rot out from beneath your feet, you're fuckin' sour
As you lock up and destroy all our family and friends
Your head'll be on the chopping block before we end
So put up your nose and wave off your hand
Cause your grisly torture and death is being planned (go!)

Cop-callers your time is up!
Peace-stallers your time is up!
Blood-suckers your time is up!
Mother-fuckers your time is up!

[Jello Biafra's rant:]
"The new world order reeks of dying empire odor
And changing the channel wont make that go away.
As the veneer of democracy fades away, as the worlds
Down-size until it explodes, as the shanty-towns piled
Behind the malls become visible, as the savages on the
Other side of the wall break through, as everybody from
Gun-crazy militias to anti-immigrant nazis to fundamentalist
Child-raping christians to gangsta rappers to community
Activists to working families just struggling to put food
On the table, man it's the same thing. your SUV; me, me, me;
"mission accomplished"; bring em on;
Buy more stuff, buy more stuff,
Fight terror, defend freedom so we can buy more stuff.
The false illusion of the world is going down, motherfucker.
Walk off your job. Crime is beautiful.
A prank a day keeps the dog-leash away.
Quit your jobs. Burn down the malls. AAARRRGGHHHH"

Your time is up! [x4]

Book-burners your time is up!
Lie-learners your time is up!
Blood-suckas your time is up!
Mother-fuckas your time is up!
Fuck you!