Hikups.
Fritz Lang’s “Metropolis” | 1927
(Source: curiiouser)
Donald Duck reads his fan mail in A Day In The Life Of Donald Duck - 1956
(Source: vintagemickeymouse)
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Dead Kennedys, “Nazi Punks Fuck Off”
We’ve been talking about the unfortunate cultural overlap between Punks and Nazis today—check out MDC’s “S.K.I.N.H.E.A.D.” or Cock Sparrer’s “England Belongs To Me”—and I just can’t leave out this track. Jello Biafra says it better than I ever could, and I can’t help thinking he must have remembered this song as he recovered in the hospital after being jumped by goddamn Punk Puritans outside 924 Gilman:
Punk ain’t no religious cult
Punk means thinking for yourself
You ain’t hardcore cos you spike your hair
When a jock still lives inside your head
If you’ve come to fight, get outa here
You ain’t no better than the bouncers
We ain’t trying to be police
When you ape the cops it ain’t anarchy
Ten guys jump one, what a man
You fight each other, the police state wins
Stab your backs when you trash our halls
Trash a bank if you’ve got real balls
You still think swastikas look cool
The real Nazis run your schools
They’re coaches, businessmen and cops
In a real Fourth Reich you’ll be the first to go
