The Moron Brothers

Talking about the Moron Bros', tattooed fingers, tattooed toes They're idiots, 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 Your ice trays are filled with piss They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They'll whine, they'll bitch, they'll f**k you if you're rich They'll leach, they'll latch, they itch, you can't scratch They'll ink your face, tape your eyelids closed Tabasco's in your mouth, mustard up your nose Your head is shaved, think the worst has pa*sed Try to move your leg, put you in a cast, yeah They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They may not go down in history but they'll go down on your sisters And your mama and your father, oh Gonna hung with him