Holiday in Cambodia Songtext
von Sepultura

Now we got something for you tonight
We got a cover for one band, we like mainly the lyrics
Because it′s against the weighting on war
Fuck off the weghing on war and all of this bullshit wars
This is called "Holiday in Cambodia"

So you've been to school for a year or two
And you know what people know
In daddy′s car, thinking you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Playing ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz
On your five-grand stereo
Braggin′ that you know how the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It′s time to taste what you fear
Right Guard will not help you here

Brace yourself, my son
Brace yourself, my son


It's a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
Holiday in Cambodia
Don′t forget to pick a knife

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
Now you take it
But your boss gets richer off you

Well, you'll work harder with a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers ′til you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done

What you need, my son
What you need, my son

It's a holiday in Cambodia
People dress in black
Holiday in Cambodia
Don′t forget to pick a knife

Come on, everybody


Pol Pot, Pol Pot
Pol Pot, Pol Pot
Pol Pot, Pol Pot
Pol Pot, Pol Pot

Holiday in Cambodia
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got too much soul
Pol Pot