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Lletres: Dead Kennedys. Bedtime For Democracy. Cesspools in Eden.

Poison is bubbling
Beneath your dream home
Buried there years before

Kid runs in crying from playing in the garden
"Mommy, I burned my hands"
"What's making our eyes so itchy?
Don't rub 'em they'll swell up"

Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's the big waste dump
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

We built your ticky-tacky houses
On landfill soil, to cover up a gift
We left you years before of toxic chemicals and leaking gas
Just dig a little while you'll find our acid baths

Cesspools in Eden
Oozing away

Groundwater's poisoned, air stings like hell
The lines for doctors grow long
Over Martinis the company laughs
"We don't owe you a damn thing"

But what about all these fainting spells?
How'd you like a lick
From my open sores

And oh, oh, oh, oh
Why are our babies stillborn?
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

A storage tank's leaking it's about to explode
Why evacuate when you can watch the fun
Nothing happens here, get out the lawn chairs
We'll drink pink lemonade and watch Martinez burn

Cesspools in Eden
Oozing away
Leak by the day

The land we sold you is right atop our acid pits
We fill them by the truckload in the dead of night
There's a thousand more toxic tips of the iceberg
We pay a little bribe or we just don't report them

And see what you get
Cesspools in Eden, in Eden, no accident
Just a little of our greed fueled negligence

So you've found the proof why your cancer rate's shot up
But whatcha gonna do when we've got all the cards
Times Beach, Rocky Flats, Love Canal and Bhopal
Merry Christmas, hostages from the folks who care

Cesspools in Eden
In Eden
In Eden

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