Forest Fire

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

See the gerbil

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From the fire

Dead Kennedys, 1982

( É a segunda vez que eu coloco aqui, mas os últimos dias da Califórnia me inspiraram a repetir a dose )