Generation Execute

I went to Blockhead Video

to rent a tape of people makin’ love

couldn’t find no love in here

“It’s a family store, see here!”

Settled for “Faces of death”

but they’d rented it to some kid

I’m tired of the same old gore

kick butt cable network gives me more.

All day

all night

broadcast live.

Gas

fry

injection

die.

Bring the pretzels, bring the kids

have a party, have a beer

Phil Donahue got his wish

executions on live TV.

Here’s your host, Kozy Kinkwicket!

What’s your name? … You’re 14?

And what are you being put to death for today?

Is your family here?

What was your last meal?

Any last words for the fans?

Longer you cling to live –

more prizes for your friends.

Gar

fry

yeh

awright.

What’s it gonna be, Old Sparky?

More points for the firing squad

grand prize, step inside

the hundred thousand dollar gas chamber.

Answer one question:

How do we teach, ‘thou shalt not kill’?

The gas is rising

there goes the bell.

Five minutes…

Six minutes…

Ladies and gentlemen

he’s swallowing his tongue!

Vanna applauds.

Studio audience frenzy

pick me! Pick me! Pick me!

Marie Antoinette for a day

lose your head, feed your family.

Outside picket signs bray

swarms of tailgate parties

big gulping who knows what

all waving flags.

Gas!

Fry!

God bless

the U.S.A.

That’ll show ‘em crime does not pay

I got heaps of these on tape

got Clinton frying that brain-damaged kid

and hockey fights for trade.

You got Gacy? Wooooo!

I’ll take Ted Bundy too

no worries if the children see

nightmares? Blame MTV.