Don't drink the Kool Aid just because your lips are dry
Don't send your whole town to sleep just because you're tired of being tired
Don't shoot your congessman dead in the head like it's 1979
Don't try to borrow against your tommorrows,'cos what if the debt's still not paid?
Don't drink the Kool Aid

Don't go to Jonestown, even if the rents are low
Don't let your good buddies down ('cos you know that they know that you know)
Don't leave your mind behind, don't resign, it's not yet 1979
Don't leave your disco in San Francisco: don't drop your tambourine on the ground
Don't go to Jonestown

I will await your news: you will be coming home on your Carribean cruise
Paper ribbons in your hair, you will be there, selling buttons at the Castro Street fair

Don't talk to Jimmy: he's a mad cunt and everybody knows
I want to see you shimmy again once more before the whole scene blows
Let's be pagans, vote for Reagan; things could be fine in 1979
Don't be frightened: I'll make you enlightened (just have a couple of cones)
Don't talk to Jim Jones

I will await your news: you will be coming home on your Carribean cruise
Paper ribbons in your hair, you will be there, selling buttons at the Castro Street fair

Don't drink the Kool Aid just because your lips are dry
Don't try to swallow all your tomorrows: you're wasting your yesterdays
Don't drink the Kool Aid

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