Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soup Is Good Food, artist - Dead Kennedys. Album song Milking The Sacred Cow, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 08.10.2007
Record label: Manifesto
Song language: English
Soup Is Good Food |
| We’re sorry |
| But you’re no longer needed |
| Or wanted |
| Or even cared about here |
| Machines can do a better job than you |
| This is what you get for asking questions |
| The unions agree |
| «Sacrifices must be made» |
| Computers never go on strike |
| To save the working man you’ve got to put him out to pasture |
| Looks like we’ll have to let you go |
| Doesn’t it feel fulfilling to know |
| That you-the human being-are now obsolete |
| And there’s nothing in hell we’ll let you do about it |
| Soup is good food (We don’t need you any more) |
| You made a good meal (We don’t need you any more) |
| Now how does it feel (We don’t need you any more) |
| To be shit out our ass |
| And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash |
| We’re sorry |
| You’ll just have to leave |
| Unemployment runs out after just six weeks |
| How does it feel to be a budget cut? |
| You’re snipped |
| You no longer exist |
| Your number’s been purged from our central computer |
| So we can rig the facts |
| And sweep you under the rug |
| See our chart? |
| Unemployment’s going down |
| If that ruins your life that’s your problem |
| Soup is good food |
| We’re sorry |
| We hate to interrupt |
| But it’s against the law to jump off this bridge |
| You’ll just have to kill yourself somewhere else |
| A tourist might see you |
| And we wouldn’t want that |
| I’m just doing my job, you know |
| So say uncle |
| And we’ll take you to the mental health zoo |
| Force feed you mind-melting chemicals |
| 'Til even the outside world looks great |
| In hi-tech science research labs |
| It costs too much to bury all the dead |
| The mutilated disease-injected |
| Surplus rats who can’t be used anymore |
| So they’re dumped with no minister present |
| In a spiraling corkscrew dispose-all unit |
| Ground into sludge and flushed away |
| Soup is good food |
| You made a good meal |
| We know how much you’d like to die |
| We joke about it on our coffee breaks |
| But we’re paid to force you to have a nice day |
| In the wonderful world we made just for you |
| «Poor rats,» we human rodents chuckle |
| At least we get a dignified cremation |
| At yet |
| At 6:00 tomorrow morning |
| It’s time to get up and go to work |