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Texty: Rancid. Other. Moron Bros.


Talkin' 'bout the Moron Bros., tattoed fingers tattoed toes.

They're idiots, they're losers, they're scum.
Yeah they'll take advantage of everyone.
You're a dog, they're your fleas.
Yeah they'll do anything just to spread disease.
Drink your beer, take your drugs.
They will leave you with microscopic bugs.
Their company you surely won't miss,
when your ashtrays are filled with piss.

Talkin' 'bout the Moron Bros., tattoed fingers tattoed toes.

They'll whine, they'll bitch,
they'll fuck you if your rich.
They'll leach they'll latch,
they're like an itch you can't scratch.

They are the Moron Brothers,
don't get along with others.
They are teh Moron Brothers,
don't get along with others.

Yeah, they may not go down in history.
But they'll go down on your sister