Biografia:
MDC (Millions of Dead Cops) is an American punk rock band formed in Austin, Texas in 1981. The band was subsequently based in San Francisco, California, and are currently based in Portland, Oregon. Originally formed as The Stains before changing their name, the band also changed their name to a different initialism of MDC with every new record released. They play fast hardcore punk music espousing far-left sociopolitical ideals, with singer Dave Dictor expressing his animal rights and anti-capitalist convictions.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
G C
G D
G C
G D G
[Verse 1]
G
When I walk into the store
C
They sell the chickens by the score
G D
But eating dead birds just ain't for me
G
I don't eat roast beef or fish
C
Porky Pig is not my dish
G D G
Just go ahead and let your chickens be
G
In chicken circles it's Adolph Perdue
C
Wants to feed featherless chicken to you
G
I don't take orders from Colonel Sanders
D
Do you?
G
I don't wanna eat no hens
C
Not even every now or then
G D G
Wanna let all the chickens be
[Chorus]
G
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
C
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
G D
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk.
G
Swing to the east and swing to the west
C
Swing with the chickens you love best
G D G
Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
[Verse 2]
G
Wishing Daffy lots of luck
C
Cause Elmer Fudd's a-hunting duck
G D
They're dreaming about their little fricassee
G
And Bugs Bunny is a friend of mine
C
Eating him I'd feel like Frankenstein
G D G
Eating flesh seems pretty foul to me
G
So on Thanksgiving or Christmas Eve
C
Give them turkeys a reprieve
G D
Ain't no turkey got to die for me
G
Foghorn Leghorn wrote to me
C
Say's MDC's alright by me
G D G
Cause we all learned to let our chickens free
[Chorus]
G
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
C
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
G D
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk.
G
Swing to the east and swing to the west
C
Swing with the chickens you love best
G D G
Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
G
Lordy Jesus this must be the end
C
They got us eating our cartoon friends
G D
Emancipate those little chickadees
G
Swing to the east and swing to the west
C
Swing with the chickens you love best
G D G
Come and do the chicken squawk with me
G C
G D
G C
G D G
[Verse 1]
G
When I walk into the store
C
They sell the chickens by the score
G D
But eating dead birds just ain't for me
G
I don't eat roast beef or fish
C
Porky Pig is not my dish
G D G
Just go ahead and let your chickens be
G
In chicken circles it's Adolph Perdue
C
Wants to feed featherless chicken to you
G
I don't take orders from Colonel Sanders
D
Do you?
G
I don't wanna eat no hens
C
Not even every now or then
G D G
Wanna let all the chickens be
[Chorus]
G
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
C
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
G D
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk.
G
Swing to the east and swing to the west
C
Swing with the chickens you love best
G D G
Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
[Verse 2]
G
Wishing Daffy lots of luck
C
Cause Elmer Fudd's a-hunting duck
G D
They're dreaming about their little fricassee
G
And Bugs Bunny is a friend of mine
C
Eating him I'd feel like Frankenstein
G D G
Eating flesh seems pretty foul to me
G
So on Thanksgiving or Christmas Eve
C
Give them turkeys a reprieve
G D
Ain't no turkey got to die for me
G
Foghorn Leghorn wrote to me
C
Say's MDC's alright by me
G D G
Cause we all learned to let our chickens free
[Chorus]
G
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
C
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk,
G D
Bawk, bawk, bawk, baw, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk.
G
Swing to the east and swing to the west
C
Swing with the chickens you love best
G D G
Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
G
Lordy Jesus this must be the end
C
They got us eating our cartoon friends
G D
Emancipate those little chickadees
G
Swing to the east and swing to the west
C
Swing with the chickens you love best
G D G
Come and do the chicken squawk with me
Me And My Army
Me And My Drumme (...)
Me and That Man
Me and the Bees
Me Dicen Fideo
Mean Lady
Mean Mary
Mechanical Poet
Mechas
Mecna