Buzzbomb - Dead Kennedys

Buzzbomb, buzzbomb, macho-mobile

The road’s my slave, that’s how I feel

I cruise alone, I cruise real far

I don’t love you, I love my car

Oh, oh

Oh, oh oh

'Cross Nevada At 110

Highway 50, and there’s nobody there!

Sign says, «Next sign 30 miles!»

I work all week, each penny saved

Buys more escape from home

I’d rather cruise around all day than save up for a move

Plow thru rest area San-O-Lets

Splat!

Goes the lonely salesman

Wanking in the men’s room

Buzzbomb, buzzbomb, tape up loud!

Blue piss clinging to my windshield

Faster, faster, in my car!

Buzzbomb is my pride and joy

King of the trailer court

Waiting for the perfect chick who’ll love me for my car

I tell her why I’m cool

She coos back just what I like

When I pretend she’s near

Zip through Ely, where Pat Nixon was born

The cops 'round here sure looking bored

Flashing sirens-state patrol

They’re scratching up my gorgeous paint job, shooting out my tires!

Ain’t no way to go to heaven, Buzzbomb cornered at the 7−11

Aw, ooh