Song des Tages: Soup Is Good Food

(Dead Kennedys: "Soup Is Good Food", aus dem Album "Frankenchrist", 1985)

We're sorry, but you're no longer needed
Or wanted or even cared about here.
Machines can do a better job than you,
This is what you get for asking questions.

The unions agree: "Sacrifices must be made!"
Computers never go on strike!
To save the working man
You've got to put him out to pasture!

Looks like we'll have to let you go,
Doesn't it feel fulfilling to know
That you - the human being - are now obsolete?
And there's nothing in hell we'll let you do about it!

Soup is good food (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
You made a good meal (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
Now how does it feel (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
To be shit out our ass and thrown in the cold like a piece of trash?

We're sorry, you'll just have to leave,
Unemployment runs out after just six weeks.
How does it feel to be a budget cut?
You're snipped, you no longer exist!

Your number's been purged from our central computer,
So we can rig the facts and sweep you under the rug.
See our chart? "Unemployment's going down"!
If that ruins your life, that's your problem.

Soup is good food (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
You made a good meal (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
Now how does it feel (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
To be shit out our ass and thrown in the cold?

We're sorry, we hate to interrupt,
But it's against the law to jump off this bridge!
You'll just have to kill yourself somewhere else -
A tourist might see you and we wouldn't want that!

I'm just doing my job, you know - so say "uncle"
And we'll take you to the mental health zoo.
Force feed you mind-melting chemicals,
'Til even the outside world looks great!

In hi-tech science research labs
It costs too much to bury all the dead -
The mutilated disease-injected
Surplus rats who can't be used anymore!

So they're dumped (with no minister present)
In a spiraling corkscrew dispose-all unit
Ground into sludge and flushed away -
Aw geez ...

Soup is good food (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
You made a good meal (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
Now how does it feel (WE DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE!)
To be shit out our ass and thrown in the cold like a piece of trash?

We know how much you'd like to die,
We joke about it on our coffee breaks.
But we're paid to force you to have a nice day
In the wonderful world we made just for you!

"Poor Rats", we human rodents chuckle -
At least WE get a dignified cremation.
And yet, at 6:00 o'clock tomorrow morning,
It's time to get up and go to work.


Anmerkung: Diesem Statement von Jello Biafra ist nichts hinzuzufügen - es galt 1985 und es gilt heute in noch viel dramatischerem Maße. Who wonders.)