Saturday Night Holocaust - Dead Kennedys

There's a prefab building and a funny smell

Around the hill outside of town

Every now and then we wonder

But we shrug our shoulders

And get back to work…

There's a railroad there and trains go by

And there's people locked in cattle cars

And have you noticed

The french fries at the A&W

Taste a little strange?

I drive down to the disco

Pompadour and pink lammé

I bow and blow the doorman

He parts the chain, says join the game

A quick line in the girls room

To the bar for the electrodes

A coin into the right slits

Tape my temple watch me go

Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips

And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes

Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress

Up and down your spandex ass

If I lit a match for you

You'd melt before my eyes

C'mere my pretty glow-worm

You look so fine to dance with me

The fly-eye lights are throbbin'

I'm burning up the floor

Whirling twirling

Close my eyes

No faces judging me

But I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips

And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes

Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress

Up and down your spandex ass

A Hitler youth in jogging suit

Smiling face banded 'round his arm

Says, 'Line up, you've got work to do

We need dog food for the poor'

A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines

Customized vans wait outside

I'm getting scared of my new home

To Auschwitz condominiums we go

Oh no

Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips

And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes

Let my fingers down your dress

One more time…