| Song | Saturday Night Holocaust |
| Artist | Dead Kennedys |
| Album | Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Biafra, Dead Kennedys | |
| There's a prefab building and a funny smell | |
| Around the hill, outside of town | |
| Every now and then we wonder | |
| But we shrug our shoulders | |
| And get back to work | |
| There's a railroad there and trains go by | |
| And there's people locked in cattle cars | |
| And have you noticed | |
| The French fries at the | |
| A and W?Taste a little strange? | |
| Go, I drive down to the disco | |
| Pompadour and pink lamme | |
| I bow and blow the doorman | |
| He parts the chain says, "Join the game" | |
| A quick line in the girls room | |
| To the bar for the electrodes | |
| A coin into the right slits | |
| Tape my temple watch me go | |
| Blacks are banned, kept on the records | |
| Oh life's a cabaret | |
| Like Berlin, 1930 | |
| All I crave is my escape | |
| Now I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Slip my fingers down your | |
| Barbie doll dress | |
| Up and down your spandex ass | |
| If I lit a match for you | |
| You'd melt before my eyes | |
| Come here my pretty glow worm | |
| You look so fine to dance with me | |
| The fly eye lights are throbbin' | |
| I'm burnin' up the floor | |
| Whirlin', twirlin', close my eyes | |
| No faces judgin' me | |
| Now I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Slip my fingers down your | |
| Barbie doll dress | |
| Up and down your spandex ass | |
| A Hitler youth in jogging suit | |
| Smiling face banded 'round his arm | |
| Says, "Line up, you've got work to doWe need dog food for the poor" | |
| A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines | |
| Customized vans wait outside | |
| I'm getting scared of my new home | |
| To Auschwitz condominiums we go | |
| Oh, noNow | |
| I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Let my fingers down your dress | |
| One more time |
| zuo ci : Biafra, Dead Kennedys | |
| There' s a prefab building and a funny smell | |
| Around the hill, outside of town | |
| Every now and then we wonder | |
| But we shrug our shoulders | |
| And get back to work | |
| There' s a railroad there and trains go by | |
| And there' s people locked in cattle cars | |
| And have you noticed | |
| The French fries at the | |
| A and W? Taste a little strange? | |
| Go, I drive down to the disco | |
| Pompadour and pink lamme | |
| I bow and blow the doorman | |
| He parts the chain says, " Join the game" | |
| A quick line in the girls room | |
| To the bar for the electrodes | |
| A coin into the right slits | |
| Tape my temple watch me go | |
| Blacks are banned, kept on the records | |
| Oh life' s a cabaret | |
| Like Berlin, 1930 | |
| All I crave is my escape | |
| Now I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Slip my fingers down your | |
| Barbie doll dress | |
| Up and down your spandex ass | |
| If I lit a match for you | |
| You' d melt before my eyes | |
| Come here my pretty glow worm | |
| You look so fine to dance with me | |
| The fly eye lights are throbbin' | |
| I' m burnin' up the floor | |
| Whirlin', twirlin', close my eyes | |
| No faces judgin' me | |
| Now I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Slip my fingers down your | |
| Barbie doll dress | |
| Up and down your spandex ass | |
| A Hitler youth in jogging suit | |
| Smiling face banded ' round his arm | |
| Says, " Line up, you' ve got work to doWe need dog food for the poor" | |
| A scream bleats out, we' re herded into lines | |
| Customized vans wait outside | |
| I' m getting scared of my new home | |
| To Auschwitz condominiums we go | |
| Oh, noNow | |
| I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Let my fingers down your dress | |
| One more time |
| zuò cí : Biafra, Dead Kennedys | |
| There' s a prefab building and a funny smell | |
| Around the hill, outside of town | |
| Every now and then we wonder | |
| But we shrug our shoulders | |
| And get back to work | |
| There' s a railroad there and trains go by | |
| And there' s people locked in cattle cars | |
| And have you noticed | |
| The French fries at the | |
| A and W? Taste a little strange? | |
| Go, I drive down to the disco | |
| Pompadour and pink lamme | |
| I bow and blow the doorman | |
| He parts the chain says, " Join the game" | |
| A quick line in the girls room | |
| To the bar for the electrodes | |
| A coin into the right slits | |
| Tape my temple watch me go | |
| Blacks are banned, kept on the records | |
| Oh life' s a cabaret | |
| Like Berlin, 1930 | |
| All I crave is my escape | |
| Now I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Slip my fingers down your | |
| Barbie doll dress | |
| Up and down your spandex ass | |
| If I lit a match for you | |
| You' d melt before my eyes | |
| Come here my pretty glow worm | |
| You look so fine to dance with me | |
| The fly eye lights are throbbin' | |
| I' m burnin' up the floor | |
| Whirlin', twirlin', close my eyes | |
| No faces judgin' me | |
| Now I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Slip my fingers down your | |
| Barbie doll dress | |
| Up and down your spandex ass | |
| A Hitler youth in jogging suit | |
| Smiling face banded ' round his arm | |
| Says, " Line up, you' ve got work to doWe need dog food for the poor" | |
| A scream bleats out, we' re herded into lines | |
| Customized vans wait outside | |
| I' m getting scared of my new home | |
| To Auschwitz condominiums we go | |
| Oh, noNow | |
| I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll lips | |
| And I want your perfect | |
| Barbie doll eyes | |
| Let my fingers down your dress | |
| One more time |