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05 Chicken Farm [www.Anarcho-Punk.net]

๐Ÿ‘ค Dead Kennedys โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ 1985 - Frankenchrist โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:06
๐ŸŽต 1942 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:06 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 6804975

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Another rainy morning mingling at the market
Bartering for food for another day
Rifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buildings
Executions have begun

Sprawled in the square are today's broken bodies
Lots to pick clean if you're first and quick
Rift through their pockets, peel off their clothes
To wear or sell when you wash out the blood

Run my little brother
Run to the chicken farm
Opportunity is calling
You might even find a watch

We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm

Napalm rains no more but war goes on
Little brother died playing at the dump today
He found a new toy and held it up proud
Then it blew him to bits

How many more children
Will be killed or die at birth?
Deformed by Agent Orange
In our food chain forever more?

We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm

This time we'll buy our way out
I've got a plan, you wait and see
I smuggled you this map
In the gash I sliced in my thigh

I hope I'm there to join you, love
We're blown to pieces one by one in this camp
We crawl shaking through the fields at gunpoint all day
To defuse leftover landmines by hand, hand, hand

We shiver on the deck and stiffen for the worst
If the pirates come around we might as well be dead
We'll be thrown in the sea or butchered if we're women
All in the name of gold

One foot in a land we can barely understand
Can't speak the tongue of Yankee hospitality
Our kids at school get beat up
To the tune of "Boat people, go home"

Sliced with a machete
From the breast of our homeland
Our new world tries to spit us out
But it sure beats the chicken farm

We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm
We're going down to the chicken farm
Farm, farm, farm

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:36.03] Another rainy morning mingling at the market
[00:39.58] Bartering for food for another day
[00:42.51] Rifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buildings
[00:45.66] Executions have begun
[00:48.55] Sprawled in the square are today's broken bodies
[00:51.86] Lots to pick clean if you're first and quick
[00:54.92] Rift through their pockets, peel off their clothes
[00:57.75] To wear or sell when you wash out the blood
[01:00.73] Run my little brother
[01:04.12] Run to the chicken farm
[01:06.84] Opportunity is calling
[01:09.91] You might even find a watch
[01:13.00] We're going down to the chicken farm
[01:19.11] We're going down to the chicken farm
[01:25.22] We're going down to the chicken farm
[01:31.53] We're going down to the chicken farm
[02:02.59] Napalm rains no more but war goes on
[02:05.58] Little brother died playing at the dump today
[02:08.97] He found a new toy and held it up proud
[02:11.96] Then it blew him to bits
[02:15.00] How many more children
[02:17.83] Will be killed or die at birth?
[02:21.34] Deformed by Agent Orange
[02:24.36] In our food chain forever more?
[02:27.19] We're going down to the chicken farm
[02:33.28] We're going down to the chicken farm
[02:39.40] We're going down to the chicken farm
[02:45.59] We're going down to the chicken farm
[03:10.76] This time we'll buy our way out
[03:13.44] I've got a plan, you wait and see
[03:16.89] I smuggled you this map
[03:19.89] In the gash I sliced in my thigh
[03:23.13] I hope I'm there to join you, love
[03:26.00] We're blown to pieces one by one in this camp
[03:28.96] We crawl shaking through the fields at gunpoint all day
[03:32.39] To defuse leftover landmines by hand, hand, hand
[03:47.97] We shiver on the deck and stiffen for the worst
[03:50.89] If the pirates come around we might as well be dead
[03:54.24] We'll be thrown in the sea or butchered if we're women
[03:57.10] All in the name of gold
[04:00.21] One foot in a land we can barely understand
[04:03.29] Can't speak the tongue of Yankee hospitality
[04:06.31] Our kids at school get beat up
[04:08.52] To the tune of "Boat people, go home"
[04:12.40] Sliced with a machete
[04:15.23] From the breast of our homeland
[04:18.55] Our new world tries to spit us out
[04:21.51] But it sure beats the chicken farm
[04:24.52] We're going down to the chicken farm
[04:30.32] We're going down to the chicken farm
[04:36.65] We're going down to the chicken farm
[04:42.82] We're going down to the chicken farm
[04:49.36] Farm, farm, farm
[05:02.21]

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