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Dear abby


by Dead Kennedys. Buy album CD: Bedtime For Democracy


Dear Abby,

Got a problem. I'm a decent, underpaid, hardworking county coroner. It's
important that my family eat meat at least three times a week. But we just can't
afford to with the prices the way they are. So I bring home some choice cuts from my
autopsy subjects. Just mix in the Tuna Helper…and ta-da!

The whole family thinks my new meals are delicious. They ask me what's
my secret. Abby, I think they're getting suspicious. My smart-ass 8-year-old keeps
asking, "Where's all the meat? The red dye #2 kind that's kept in the fridge."

If they find out the truth I don't think they'll understand. Abby, what do I tell
my family?
DEAR REAGANOMICS VICTIM: Consult your clergyman. Make sure the body's
blessed and everything should be just fine.



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Album: Bedtime For Democracy (1986) Lyrics
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  1. Take this job and shove it
  2. Hop with the jet set
  3. Dear abby
  4. Rambozo the clown
  5. Fleshdunce
  6. The great wall
  7. Shrink
  8. Triumph of the swill
  9. Macho insecurity
  10. I spy
  11. Cesspools in eden
  12. One way ticket to pluto
  13. Do the slag
  14. A commercial
  15. Gone with my wind
  16. Anarchy for sale
  17. Chickenshit Conformist
  18. Where do ya draw the line
  19. Potshot heard round the world
  20. D.m.s.o.
  21. Lie detector

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