MULTI DEATH CORPORATION

MDC - Multi-Death Corporation 7”

Side A -
1. Multi-Death Corporations [1:50] (words - David Dictor, music - Ron Posner)
2. Selfish Shit [2:02] (words - David Dictor, music - Ron Posner)
Side B -
1. Radioactive Chocolate [0:58] (words - David Dictor & Al Schultz, music - Ron Posner)
2. No Place to Piss [0:55] (words - David Dictor, Tammy Lundy, music - Ron Posner)

R Radical Records 1983
(
Crass Records 121984/5, England)
June 16, 1983 - New York, NY
High Rise Studio: Papa Jerry production, Mark Dubicki executive producer, John Rosenberg
engineer, Tom Coyne mastering, Danielle and Y.I.P. typesetting
Front cover art: Vince Rancid of Slam Magazine, Akron, OH
Musicians: David Dictor vocals, Ron Posner (x-con ron) guitar, Al Schultz (Alschvitz) drums,
Frank Mares (Franco) bass

Multi-Death Corporation

We’re the Multi-Death Corporation
Opportune on any situation
Our only concern: capitalization
And world economic: domination
Profits are made from global starvation
Russian roulette for the world population
We need terror and repression
For third world exploitation
Generals plot extermination
Bank on death and devastation
Sick control, manipulation
From the Multi-Death Corporation

Promises of free expression
CIA assassination
State Department: no explanation
Bought and sold legislation
TV “news” half information
America prays in isolation
Sick control and manipulation
From the Multi-Death Corporation

Selfish Shit

I don’t wanna see
I don’t wanna know
I don’t wanna change
I’m narrow, quick to change
quick to condemn
quick to loose my temper
I’ve learned the tactics to control your behavior

I don’t wanna know
The truth means self-denial
My selfishness is hatred
My hatred is greed
The world owes me
See me in my selfish womb?

chorus:
I’ll get what I want
Or else I’ll throw a fit
Don’t care who I take it from
Cause I’m the selfish shit

Like a spoiled brat
Greedy fat rat
Haven’t grown since birth
A stillborn to death

chorus
I manipulate the fools
Using people as my tools
Built my defense and disguise
By mixing up the truth with lies
I suck the life out of you
I suck the truth out of life

chorus

People are just toys in my game

I’m the master
You’re the whore
I keep mine
Give me yours
Betray your trust
Leave you poor
In a pit
Rich successful selfish shit
Cold and calous selfish shit
Denying it
Selfish shit
Every bit
The selfish shit

Socialism for the rich
Capitalism for the rest of you
I train you, then drain you
Then complain about you
Pleasing myself means everything
While it’s misery to everyone else

Money is power
Power is death
Death is my life
My personal gratification
My justification
For the world situation
My self love
Has become my outward hate
The world unconscious
The alter-ego
The selfish shit
Every bit
The selfish shit

The submission I employ
The pain I cause
The living hell I create

Radioactive Chocolate

Hershey, PA three miles near
Empty assurance, nothing to fear
The nuke is down
Poisoned the ground
Hush it quick
The cows are sick
And there’s nothing like the face of a kid
Eating a radioactive chocolate bar
Forever and ever
Radioactive chocolate forever and ever

Poisonous fish, poisonous rivers
Cancerous kidneys, stomachs and livers
They don’t give a fuck
Just wanna make a buck
Radioactive chocolate forever and ever

Buy American, buy Hershey
They’ll sell you death
With no mercy
They’re gonna gain their wealth
And risk your health
Radioactive chocolate forever and ever

No Place to Piss

Cold and filthy and out of hope
You’ll find me at the end of my rope
Human garbage, more trash in the streets
Wave a white flag in total defeat

Your food looks good through the window
See that cash out on the table
But the cops say begging’s out of line
Being hungry is my latest crime
Can’t believe it’s come to this
No way out, no place to piss

No honor, no mercy, but no shame
I’m losing at a cheater’s game
I’m your product, you legacy
As long as there’s rich men,
There’ll be men like me

Now I lay me down to sleep
In this cold hole my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Remember me for my brother’s sake
Hard to believe it’s come to this
No way out, no place to piss

Multi-Death Corporations

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