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Dead Kennedysformed in in 1978 when vocalist Jello Biafra(né Eric Boucher) and bassist Klaus Flourideresponded to a magazine ad placed by guitarist East Bay Ray. The three joined with drummer Tedand formed one of the most successful hardcore punkbands of the 80s. The band played hard and fast punk that matched the raw energy of the West-coast scene with twists such as Ray's surf-guitar influences and Jello's nasal machine-gun vocals and political fervor. They released their first single, "California Über Alles", in 1979 and first album, Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables, in 1980 on Jello's own Alternative Tentacles record label. Fresh Fruitis considered a punk classic.
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Halloween Lyrics

Dead Kennedys

So its halloween
And you feel like dancin
And you feel like shinin
And you feel like letting loose
Whatcha gonna be
Babe, you better know
And you better plan
Better plan all day
Better plan all week
Better plan all month
Better plan all year
Youre dressed up like a clown
Putting on your act
Its the only time all year
Youll ever admit that
I can see your eyes
I can see your brain
Baby, nothings changed
(repeat)
Youre still hiding in a mask
You take your fun seriously
No, dont blow this years chance
Tomorrow your mold goes back on
After halloween
You go to work today
Youll go to work tomorrow
Shitfaced tonight
Youll brag about it for months
Remember what I did
Remember what I was
Back on halloween
But whats in between
Where are your ideas
You sit around and dream
For next halloween
Why not everyday
Are you so afraid
What will people say
(repeat)
After halloween
Because your role is planned for you
Theres nothing you can do
But stop and think it through
But what will the boss say to you
And what will your girlfriend say to you
And the people out on the street they might glare at you
And whadya know youre pretty self-conscious too
So you run back and stuff yourselves in rigid business costumes
Only at night to score is your leather uniform exhumed
Why dont you take your social regulations
And shove em up your ass