Three songs: - Police Truck - The Cells that will not Die - Holiday in Cambodia -<br /><br />Lyrics Holiay in Cambodia<br /><br />So you've been to school for a year or 2<br />And you know you've seen it all<br />In daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far<br />Back east you type don't crawl<br />Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz<br />On you 5 grand stereo<br />Braggin' that you know how the niggers feel the cold<br />And the slum's got so much soul<br />It's time to taste what you most fear<br />Right Guard will not help you here<br />Brace yourself, my dear<br /><br />It's a ...<br />It's tough kid, but it's life<br />It's a ...<br />Don't foget to pack a wife<br /><br />You're a star-belly sneech you suck like a leech<br />You want everyone to act like you<br />Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich<br />But your boss gets richer off you<br />Well you'll work harder with a gun in your back<br />For a bowl of rice a day<br />Slave for soldiers 'til you starve<br />Then you head is skewered on a stake<br />...<br />... full lyrics:<br />http://www.lyricstime.com/jello-biafra-holiday-in-cambodia-lyrics.html
