Morons

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