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Lirieke: Dead Milkmen. Moron.

Hangin' out in the commode
Listening to Depeche Mode
You look like some kind of toad
Why are you a moron?

Got a skateboard, gnarly rad
With money from your mom and dad
Take a bath 'cause you smell bad
Why are you a moron?

Walkin' down on old South Street
Say, "Hello" to the kids you meet
If knowing you is such a treat
Then why are you a moron?

Got kicked out of public school
Make a waste of our gene pool
Face it asshole, you're a fool
Why are you a moron?

I'm starin' at a wall doin' nothin' at all
Gotta get out a' here I could use some beer
Wish I could get some beer
I could use some beer tonight

In and out of trendy clubs
With a pair of day glow gloves
You're the only one you love
Why are you a moron?

Tell us you've got somethin' to say
Then bore us with your anarchy
We just wish you'd go away
Why are you a moron?

A trendy loser's what you are
It's your scene and your it's czar
I'd like to see you covered with tar
Why are you a moron?

Creeps like you should be wiped out
You've got a face just like a trout
Listen to everybody shout
"Why are you a moron?"

I'm followin' the trends 'cause I wanna
Have some friends, I wanna be somebody
Don't wanna be nobody, I wanna be
Somebody. I wanna be with someone tonight

I swear that you are Hitler's clone
You spread disease wherever you roam
Got the brains of a garden gnome
Why are you a moron?

Voted for Reagan not once but twice
Think that Jerry Falwell's nice
Do you keep your brains on ice?
Why are you a moron?

In the end you're all alone
No one calls you on the phone
Got no job you've got no home
Why are you a moron?

Hangin' out in the commode
Listenin' to Depeche Mode
You look like some kind of toad
You're just a fuckin' moron

I'm freezed up inside, all my brain cells
Have died, I'm gonna get out a' here, I'm
Gonna get out a' here, I'm gonna get out
A' here, I'm gonna get out a' here, tonight