Vlastním jménem Eric Boucher, zpěvák a vedoucí kalifornské punkové skupiny Dead Kennedys (od r. 1977). Poč. r. 1987 se skupina rozchází, přičemž jedním z důvodů byl soudní proces na téma cenzury. Biafra je přitom známý ostrými a kontroverzními...

Píseň: Three Strikes

Interpret:
Jello Biafra
Album:
The Audacity Of Hype
When they came for the Jews 
I didn’t protest, I wasn’t a Jew
When they came for the crack dealers
I applauded that too
Tired of tripping over homeless beggars
At the latte stand
Drug war sweeps
Made the neighbourhood feel clean


Then they found some pot seeds
In my rented car
Seized everything I owned 
Without trial


Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh


In the hot hot Sun
Of an abandoned Army base
Rot the throngs of excess humans
Uncle Sam’s “Detained”
Immigrants and patriotically incorrect
Or buying a ticket at the airport in cash
While back


This is ethnic cleansing
American style
More people in jail
Than any country’s ever tried


Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh


Welcome to the gulag
Of the Red, White, and Blue
Gotta keep up with the Chinese slaves 
So hard labour for you


Pushups on command
Long marches, shaved heads
Guards cost money
So we use an electric fence




When it’s 100 outside
Chain gangs mow the lawn
Freeze your ass off and shovel snow
When it’s 15 below


Three Strikes
Three Strikes
Three Strikes
You’re out


Life in prison for stealing a can of beer
Or sitting in a stolen truck
Or swipe your cousin’s TV
Life for shoplifting one jar of vitamins
Supreme Court said that ain’t 
Cruel and unusual punishment


The more our prisons 
Are privately owned
Prison-industrial complex grows
They need more bodies
To cram in more cells
So they finance campaigns
For more 3 strike laws


Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh


Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh Oh Oh-oh


Three Strikes
Three Strikes
Three Strikes
You’re out


Let me out!