Ribbed - NOFX
1991 | editar álbum | mostrar todas | agregar canción
The Moron Brothers
Talking about the Moron bros, tattooed fingers, tattooed toes
They're idiots, they're losers, they're scum
taking advantage of everyone
you're a dog, they're your fleas
doing everything they can to spread disease
Take your beer, take your drugs
leave with you microscopic bugs
their company is something you won't miss
then your ice trays are filled with piss
They are the Moron brothers
don't get along with others
They'll whine, they'll bitch, they'll fuck you if you're rich
They'll leach, they'll latch, they are the itch you can't scratch
Do do do do do do do do da do do...
They'll ink your face, tape your eyelids closed
tabasco's in your mouth, there's mustard up your nose
When your head is shaved you'll think the worst has passed
Just try to move your leg, they've put you in a cast
They are the Moron Brothers
don't get along with others
(x2)
They may not go down in history
but they'll go down on your sister
Together on the sand
Together on the sand,
we walked hand in hand
On the beachfront, she smiled at me
As she tightly held my hand
I had my finger up her...
Country music played on the radio
So I turned it off and we walked down
To the water, as she grabbed on to my honker
A wave swept us away