The mouth breathers could not shut,
guts thought the throat’s been cut.
Hairy tongues hung to the floor,

and they said that we were poor.

We walked those streets at night
We went where eagles dare…
Fools hung with Mr. Roper
And we just don’t care.


The mouth breathers could not shut,
guts thought the throat’s been cut.
Hairy tongues hung to the floor,
and they said that we were poor.


Those tongues can mop the floor.
We’ll watch and remain poor.
Broke is the new joke.
We got rad and watched them choke.

Frank talk about morality
made skulls split.
Well, we are professionals, we can handle it.

We are the biggest thing next to Judgment day.
Yeah, the biggest thing next to that magical day.


Lyrics submitted by theTyrant

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