Dead Kennedys - Soup Is Good Food Lyrics

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We're sorry but you're no longer needed

Or wanted, or even cared about here

Machines can do a better job than you

And 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 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

You make a good meal

Now how do you feel 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

You make a good meal

Now how do you feel 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 high-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

 

We don't need you anymore

We don't need you anymore

 

Soup is good food

You make a good meal

Now how do you feel 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 tomorrow morning

It's time to get up and go to work