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Now It Is 1984
Knock knock at your front door
It's the suede denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece
Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower
Die on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown

California Uber alles…
Uber alles California…


rox... Dead Kennedys me lembra mta coisa. Nada mais conturbado do que ter 15 anos, e nada mais inesquecível também.