Holiday In Cambodia [single Version] Lyrics - Fresh Fruit For Rotten Vegetables - Dead Kennedys

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 

Brace yourself, my dear 

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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 

You're a star-belly sneech 

You suck like a leach 

You want everyone to act like you 

Kiss ass while you bitch 

So you can get rich 

But your boss gets richer off you 

Well you'll work harder 

With a gun in your back 

For a bowl of rice a day 

Slave for soldiers 

Till you starve 

Then your head is skewered on a stake 

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Now you can go where people are one 

Now you can go where they get things done 

What you need, my son 

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 

Pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, pol pot 

Pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, pol pot 

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 

Pol pot