| Song | The Prey |
| Artist | Dead Kennedys |
| Album | Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You're from out of town | |
| I can tell that by your shoes | |
| Flew in for the convention | |
| Getting tipsy in a bar | |
| You're leaving pretty late | |
| Gotta get up in the morning | |
| Thinking she's just too expensive | |
| And you know you're# | |
| Probably# | |
| Right | |
| There's no one on the streets | |
| And you can't find your hotel | |
| You walk a little faster | |
| ◇someone's following you | |
| The wallet-size bulge | |
| In your double-knit butt | |
| Has money for me | |
| And maybe credit cards | |
| You dart around the next corner | |
| You can't look around | |
| Quick now, fish for the keys for the door | |
| You don't even know where you are | |
| You walk a little faster | |
| I walk a little faster | |
| Sensing that i sense you | |
| Now there's no escape | |
| I can almost taste your dandruff | |
| As i reach for your face | |
| ◇and i strike |
| You' re from out of town | |
| I can tell that by your shoes | |
| Flew in for the convention | |
| Getting tipsy in a bar | |
| You' re leaving pretty late | |
| Gotta get up in the morning | |
| Thinking she' s just too expensive | |
| And you know you' re | |
| Probably | |
| Right | |
| There' s no one on the streets | |
| And you can' t find your hotel | |
| You walk a little faster | |
| someone' s following you | |
| The walletsize bulge | |
| In your doubleknit butt | |
| Has money for me | |
| And maybe credit cards | |
| You dart around the next corner | |
| You can' t look around | |
| Quick now, fish for the keys for the door | |
| You don' t even know where you are | |
| You walk a little faster | |
| I walk a little faster | |
| Sensing that i sense you | |
| Now there' s no escape | |
| I can almost taste your dandruff | |
| As i reach for your face | |
| and i strike |
| You' re from out of town | |
| I can tell that by your shoes | |
| Flew in for the convention | |
| Getting tipsy in a bar | |
| You' re leaving pretty late | |
| Gotta get up in the morning | |
| Thinking she' s just too expensive | |
| And you know you' re | |
| Probably | |
| Right | |
| There' s no one on the streets | |
| And you can' t find your hotel | |
| You walk a little faster | |
| someone' s following you | |
| The walletsize bulge | |
| In your doubleknit butt | |
| Has money for me | |
| And maybe credit cards | |
| You dart around the next corner | |
| You can' t look around | |
| Quick now, fish for the keys for the door | |
| You don' t even know where you are | |
| You walk a little faster | |
| I walk a little faster | |
| Sensing that i sense you | |
| Now there' s no escape | |
| I can almost taste your dandruff | |
| As i reach for your face | |
| and i strike |