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Текст (слова) песни: Dead Kennedys - Terminal Preppie

I go to college
That makes me so cool
I live in a dorm
And show off by the pool

I join the right clubs
Just to build an impression
I block out thinking
It won`t get me ahead

My ambition in life
Is to look good on paper
All I want is a slot
In some big corporation

John Belushi`s my hero
I lampoon and I ape him
My news of the world
Comes from Sports Illustrated

I`m proud of my trophies
Like my empty beer cans
Stacked in rows up the wall
To impress all my friends

No, I`m not here to learn
I just want to get drunk
And major in business
And be taught how to fuck

Win! Win!
I always play to win
Wanna fit in like a cog
In the faceless machine

[Chorus]
I`m a terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal terminal
terminal terminal terminal terminal

I want a wife with tits
Who just smiles all the time
In my centerfold world
Filled with Springsteen and wine

Some day I`ll have power
Some day I`ll have boats
A tract in some suburb
With Thanksgivings to host

[Chorus]
I`m a terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal preppie
terminal terminal terminal preppie

 

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