Monday, July 30, 2012

Punk Rocking at the Skeleton Club in San Diego, 1979

White boys, girls, shake their heads,
leap like tall African warriors
(Sell out to the corporate structure),
bump, push, ricochet round
like street crowds in Berlin
(Sell out and get your pay).
Each song ends, and they fall,
startled statues in a sunless garden
(Sell out to the corporate structure).
Night fails, and the band skulks off
like passing through dimension
(Find a way to get your pay).
The young call from this side:
Blood! Hate! Fear! Death!
(Find a way to get your pay).
And the old answer from the other:
Dachau! Auschwitz! Belsen's breath!
(You'll find a way to get your pay).


(Ketzer, 1979; lyrics within parenthesis by The Dinettes)

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