Dead Kennedy’s go on chapo (not the band I want Kennedy’s ghost to show up so Matt can grill him on the lead up to the Vietnam War.)

Fucking seriously, though, Kopmala is Jerry Brown’s enfante terrible sent to Californicate the world in his Image CMV.

Fucking seriously though

[Verse 1] I am Governor Jerry Brown My aura smiles and never frowns Soon, I will be president Carter power will soon go away I will be Führer one day I will command all of you Your kids will meditate in school Your kids will meditate in school

[Chorus] California über alles California über alles Über alles, California Über alles, California

[Verse 2] Zen fascists will control you One-hundred percent natural You will jog for the master race And always wear the happy face Close your eyes, can’t happen here Big Bro on white horse is near The hippies won’t come back, you say Mellow out, or you will pay Mellow out, or you will pay

California über alles California über alles Über alles, California Über alles, California

[Bridge] Now it is 1984 Knock-knock at your front door It’s the suede denim secret police They have come for your uncool niece Come quietly to the camp You’d look nice as a drawstring lamp Don’t you worry, it’s only a shower For your clothes, here’s a pretty flower Die! On organic poison gas Serpent’s egg’s already hatched You will croak, you little clown When you mess with President Brown When you mess with President Brown

[Chorus] California über alles California über alles Über alles, California Über alles, California

We got Orb Mommy, we got eight flavors of neo-fascism on tap, we got a big wet TV president, we’ve got a KKKalifornia KKKop named KKKamala.

This is it. This is California Triumphant. They fucking won. Boomer Hippie “It’s not my problem I want to be free man” bullshit has morphed and mutated in to whatever the fuck this is and now we’re all fucked.