Jello Biafra, who is starting to look like someone's drunken uncle, has something to say about San Francisco. And that something isn't real nice. Let's just say it involves chasing people down Valencia with a chainsaw.

In the lyrics to "Dot Com Monte Carlo," the former Dead Kennedy's frontman rattles on about his strong dislike of the gentrification going on in San Francisco, due to the "yuppie" tech geek takeover.



But let's face it, what's a punk rocker if he's not angry at the establishment or current state of things?

From Jello Biafra and the Guantanamo School of Medicine's upcoming EP:

"Where did they come from?



Why are they here?



Hi-tech piranhas



With Bluetooth barnacle ears





Living breathing biohazards



Spit their money in everyone’s face



Worship all these shitty indie-pop bands



Babies in cigar bars



Trying to play Gatsby





They want us gone



Close the clubs



We might disturb their lofts



Dot com Monte Carlo



Dot com Monte Carlo





Where’s the gangs in the mission



When you need em?



How ‘bout some yuppie drive-bys



For a change?





Never knew geeks



Could be so damn mean



Artists and workers



Bulldozed out by the thousands



Can’t afford to be black



Or teach school in this town



My vet had to relocate



To his garage





Where can we go



Oakland, then to Portland then LA?



Their Gold Rush immolated like Pompeii



But they’re back!





Dot com Monte Carlo



Yuppie San Francisco



Nowhere left to go



We got news for you





Kook City



Proud of it



You and the Chamber of Commerce



Can shove it





Kook City



Proud of it



You and Nancy Pelosi



Can go straight to hell





Valet parking signs on Valencia



Wanna chase those twits



Down the street with a chainsaw



Trespass their restaurants



Swipe the food off their plates



Til’ they hit me



Then smear them with honey



And release thousands of bees





Look at the giant middle finger



They put by the Bay Bridge



So floors of luxury condos



Just for them



They’re trying to put up more and more



On slippery landfill,



So when the big quake comes



We’ll drink a toast



Dance in the streets



And watch as it all fall down





Timber



Timber



Timber





.DIE!"

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