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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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from the day we were born
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We believed every word that you said; boy,
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were we wrong
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We're all fat now on the sofas,
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'Cause we're older now, older now,
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older now, older now
Verse 2
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We were morons - red, white, and blue
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We were working class kids on the skids
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with nothing to do
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We're all dead now in our boxes,
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holding on to what little we got left
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'Cause it's over now, over now,
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over now, over now
Verse 3
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Read moron newspapers,
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watch moron television
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All laid on by slimy little, sleazy little,
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phony little morons
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Etonians, Harrovians,
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think they're the chosen ones
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And they poke fun at scruffy little,
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spotty little, stupid little morons
Verse 4
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at those morons
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They do nothing but whine
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And they're slow all the time
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Look at those morons
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Never mind, never mind, never mind, never mind,
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never mind, never mind, never mind
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We can leave them behind; while we're dumbing them down,
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we'll be robbing them blind
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Verse 5
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Ah, ah, morons don't matter at all
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No education, no information
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Morons are boring, ugly, and small
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They lower the tone; let's get rid of them all
Interlude 1
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Verse 6
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gone away
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Force fed garbage every day
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We're the slaves of smarmy little,
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self important, petty little morons
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see how the other half live
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Steer well clear of lazy little,
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filthy little, funny little morons
Verse 7
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Look at those mor ons
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They're such terrible types
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And they're not very bright; look
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It's all right, it's all right,
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it's all right, it's all right
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It's all right, it's all right,
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it's all right, it's all right
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Let them fight every night; while they're missing the point,
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we can do what we like
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Verse 8
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Ah, ah, I'm sixty, and what have I got?
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surrounded by morons
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Don't tell me I'm free when I'm not
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Ah, ah, abandon hope all who live here
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Now everyone's living in fear
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We're starving; it's something
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We're starving; it's something
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We're starving, starving, starving, starving,
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starving, starving, starving, starving
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Morons can never escape from the fact; they can never escape,
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and we hate you for that
We... we're morons,
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but then again no, no, no!
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