Dead Kennedys - Forest Fire Lyrics
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Forest Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For Forest Fire By Dead Kennedys?
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 climbin' 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? Yee-ah! See the gerbil run run run run run run run run run Run run run run run run run run run Run run run run run run run run run from the fire |
Who Wrote Forest Fire By Dead Kennedys?
Jello Biafra
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