Dear Abby Lyrics

The song Dear Abby is performed by Dead Kennedys in the album named Bedtime for Democracy in the year 2001 .



Dear Abbey,
Got a problem. I'm a decent, underpaid hardworking county coroner.
It's important that my family eat meat at least 3 times a week.
But we can't afford to with the prices the way they are. So I bring home 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 are getting suspicious.
My smart a*s 8 year old keeps asking,
"Where's all the meat? The red dye #2 kind that's kept in the fridge"
If they found 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 is blessed and everything should be just fine...just fine



Dead Kennedys - Bedtime for Democracy

Sep 2001

  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

Dear Abby