Absolutely the finest song about a ruthless dictator and mass atrocities I have ever moshed to. Of course we didn't call it "moshing" back then (...he said, as the nurse came to change his diaper and give him his Viagra). From the debut LP by The Dead Kennedys, Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables, in which Eric "Jello Biafra" Boucher (but I will always call him "Fred") showed himself to be the Lenny Bruce of Woody Guthries, miles beyond the inchoate rantage of the hardcore scene.