Dead Kennedys - Holiday In Cambodia

So you been to school for a year or two And you know you`ve seen it all In daddy`s car thinkin` you`ll go far Back east your type don`t crawl Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz On your five grand stereo Braggin that you know how the niggers feel cold And the slums got so much soul It`s time to taste what you most fear Right Guard will not help you here Brace yourself, my dear It`s a holiday in Cambodia It`s tough kid, but it`s life It`s a holiday in Cambodia Don`t forget to pack a wife Your a star-belly sneech you suck like a leech You want everyone to act like you Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich But your boss gets richer on you Well you`ll work harder with a gun in your back For a bowl of rice a day Slave for soldiers til you starve Then your head skewered on a stake Now you can go where people are one Now you can go where they get things done What you need my son: Is a holiday in Cambodia Where people dress in black A holiday in Cambodia Where you`ll kiss ass or crack Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot [etc.] And it`s a holiday in Cambodia Where you`ll do what you`re told A holiday in Cambodia Where the slums got so much soul I Fought the Law (and I Won) Drinkin` beer in the hot sun I fought the law and I won I needed sex and I got mine I fought the law and I won The law don`t mean shit if you`ve got the right friends That`s how the country`s run Twinkies are the best friend I`ve ever had I fought the law And I won I blew George & Harvey`s brains out with my six-gun I fought the law and I won Gonna write my book and make a million I fought the law and I won I`m the new folk hero of the Ku Klux Klan My cop friends think that`s fine You can get away with murder if you`ve got a badge I fought the law And I won I am the law So I won