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Talkin' 'bout the Moron Bros., tattoed fingers tattoed toes. |
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They're idiots, they're losers, they're scum. |
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Yeah they'll take advantage of everyone. |
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You're a dog, they're your fleas. |
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Yeah they'll do anything just to spread disease. |
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Drink your beer, take your drugs. |
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They will leave you with microscopic bugs. |
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Their company you surely won't miss, |
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when your ashtrays are filled with piss. |
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Talkin' 'bout the Moron Bros., tattoed fingers tattoed toes. |
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They'll whine, they'll bitch, |
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they'll fuck you if you're rich. |
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They'll leach, they'll latch, |
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they're like an itch you can't scratch. |
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They are the Moron Brothers, |
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don't get along with others. |
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They are the Moron Brothers, |
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don't get along with others. |
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Yeah, they may not go down in history. |
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But they'll go down on your sister. |