Jock-o-rama invasion Of The Beef Patrol Lyrics by Dead Kennedys

Jock-o-rama invasion Of The Beef Patrol Lyrics

    You really like gorillas?
    We've got just the pet for you
    It's the way you're forced to act
    To survive our schools

    Make your whole life revolve around sports
    Walk tough¡ºdon't act too smart
    Be a mean machine
    Then we'll let you get ahead

    Jock-o-rama¡ºsave my soul
    We're under the thumb of the beef patrol
    The future of america is in their hands
    Watch it roll over niagara falls

    Pep rally in the holy temple
    And you're forced to go
    Masturbate en masse
    With the favored religious cult

    Cheerleaders yell¡º"ra ra team"
    From the locker room parades the prime beef
    When archaeologists dig this up
    They'll either laugh or cry

    Jock-o-rama¡ºon the brain
    Redneck-a-thon drivin' me insane
    The future of america is in their hands
    Watch it roll over niagara falls

    Unzip that old time religion
    On the almighty football field
    Beerbellies of all ages
    Come to watch the gladiators bleed

    "now boys, this game ain't played for fun
    You're going out there to win
    How d'ya win?
    Get out there
    And snap the other guy's knee!"

    Beat 'em up! beat 'em up!
    Ra ra ra
    Snap those spinal cords
    Ha ha ha

    The star quarterback lies injured
    Unconscious on the football field
    Looks like his neck's been broken
    Seems to happen somewhere every year

    His mom and dad clutch themselves and cry
    Their favorite son will never walk again
    Coach says, "that boy gave a hundred percent
    What spirit
    What a man"

    But who cares?
    Games over¡ºlet's go get wasted man
    To the 7-11, to the liquor store
    Let's party all night and party some more

    Another trans-am
    Wrapped itself around a telephone pole
    "i ain't drunk, officer
    I just fell gettin' out of my car"

    Don't worry about it, son
    We were that way when we were young
    You've got all the skills
    To make a damn good businessman

    Jock-o-rama¡ºthat's the law
    Come lick the butts of the beef patrol
    If the future of america is handed to them
    Watch it roll over niagara falls

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