Biography:
Dead Kennedys are a punk rock band that formed in San Francisco, California, USA in 1978. During its initial eight-year run with original vocalist Jello Biafra, the band attracted controversy for their provocative content and were among the first to define the style of 1980s hardcore punk.
Dead Kennedys' lyrics were usually political in nature, satirizing the Reagan Administration and the American establishment in general, as well as popular culture and even the punk movement itself.
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Main riff: E E G E E E G E
[Intro]
(Opening chords)
E (main riff, with guitar leads over) x10
(obnoxious pick scrape)
E (main riff palm muted now) x2
[Verse 1]
E (still palm muted)
Tonight's the night that we got the truck
E A Bb
We're going downtown, gonna beat up drunks
E
Your turn to drive, I'll bring the beer
E A Bb
It's the late, late shift, no one to fear
[Chorus]
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
[Instrumental (fast)]:
E E E E E E B Bb x2
[Verse 2]:
E
It's a roundup time where the good whores meet
E A Bb
We're gonna drag one screaming off the street
[Half chorus]:
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
E x2
[More Verse 2]:
E
Got a black uniform and a silver badge
E A Bb
We're playin' cops for real, we're playin' cops for pay
[Second Half Chorus]:
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
[Instrumental]
B Bb A G x3
E Eb D Eb x4
E x10
E E E E E E B Bb x2 (palm muted on the Es)
[Verse 3]
E
Pull down your dress, here's a kick in the ass
E A Bb
Let's beat you blue till you shit in your pants
E
Don't move, child, got a big black stick
E A Bb
There's six of us, babe, so suck on my dick!
[Chorus]
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
[Bridge]
B Bb A G
The left newspapers might whine a bit
B Bb A G
But the guys at the station, they don't give a shit
B Bb B D B Bb E
Dispatch calls, "Are you doing something wicked?"
B Bb B D B Bb A G
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets!"
[Chorus]
B Bb A G E
Let's ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
[Intro]
(Opening chords)
E (main riff, with guitar leads over) x10
(obnoxious pick scrape)
E (main riff palm muted now) x2
[Verse 1]
E (still palm muted)
Tonight's the night that we got the truck
E A Bb
We're going downtown, gonna beat up drunks
E
Your turn to drive, I'll bring the beer
E A Bb
It's the late, late shift, no one to fear
[Chorus]
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
[Instrumental (fast)]:
E E E E E E B Bb x2
[Verse 2]:
E
It's a roundup time where the good whores meet
E A Bb
We're gonna drag one screaming off the street
[Half chorus]:
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
E x2
[More Verse 2]:
E
Got a black uniform and a silver badge
E A Bb
We're playin' cops for real, we're playin' cops for pay
[Second Half Chorus]:
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
[Instrumental]
B Bb A G x3
E Eb D Eb x4
E x10
E E E E E E B Bb x2 (palm muted on the Es)
[Verse 3]
E
Pull down your dress, here's a kick in the ass
E A Bb
Let's beat you blue till you shit in your pants
E
Don't move, child, got a big black stick
E A Bb
There's six of us, babe, so suck on my dick!
[Chorus]
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
[Bridge]
B Bb A G
The left newspapers might whine a bit
B Bb A G
But the guys at the station, they don't give a shit
B Bb B D B Bb E
Dispatch calls, "Are you doing something wicked?"
B Bb B D B Bb A G
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets!"
[Chorus]
B Bb A G E
Let's ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb A G E
And ride... ride.. how we ride
B Bb B E
And ride... low... ride
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