Dead Kennedys - Stealing People's Mail текст песни

We aint going to the party

We aint going to the game

We aint going to the disco

Aint gonna cruise down main

Were stealing peoples mail

Stealing peoples mail

Stealing peoples mail

On a friday night

Drivin in the mountains

Winding round and round

Rummage thru your mailboxes

Take your mail back to town

And we got license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns

Checks to politicians from real estate firms

Money, bills and cancelled checks

Pretty funny pictures of your kids

Were gonna steal your mail

On a friday night

Were gonna steal your mail

By the pale moonlight

We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful

After grocery sackful after grocery sackful

After grocery sackful after grocery sackful

Of the private lives of you

Ha ha

People say that were crazy

Were sick and all alone

But when we read your letters

Were rolling on the floor

We got more license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns

Checks to politicians from real estate firms

Money, bills and cancelled checks

We cut relationships with your friends

Were gonna steal your mail

On a friday night

Were gonna steal your mail

By the pale moonlight

We better not get caught

Well be dumped in institutions

Where well be drugged and shocked

til we come out born-again christians.