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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Man With The Dog Lyrics
Dead Kennedys
I am no one
But I am well known
For I am the Man With the Dogs
I stare at you shopping
Watch while you're walking
Two dogs run around your toes
You turn around
Two eyes break you down
'Now who does that guy think he's starin' at?'
Stop in your tracks
You're being laughed at
Your armored ego is nude
And I do and I do
Crack up 'cos I'm getting to you
I see you I see you
And you're pretty self-conscious too
Down to you church
I'm looking for victims
Spell of the Man With the Dogs
I'll haunt you
And follow you to work
That ghost is back again
Creep into you
I won't go away
You're taking yourself too seriously
I smile as you frown
And turn to walk away
Your habits for all to see
I see a shrew
I see you
And the rodent things you do
You see you I see you
And you're pretty self-conscious too
And I'm gonna crack your mask
Yeah, and I'm gonna laugh
Open wide...
Saw you again
You'll see me tomorrow
Curse of the Man With the Dogs
You may not like me
You won't forget me
Not safe even in Walgreen's
They've seen me
Ask your friends
'Oh I know him'
Seen but I'm never heard
By your lot
A stare
Is worth a thousand biting phrases
See how stupid you are?
I dare you I dare you
To erase my laser tattoo
You see you you see you
And you're pretty self-conscious too
And I'm gonna crack your mask
Yeah, and I'm gonna laugh
What's inside?
Is it pubic hair
Is it cobweb air
I bet you just don't care