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Tytuł: Jock-O-Rama

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You really like gorillas?
  We've got just the pet for you
  It's the way you're forced to act
  To survive our schools
  
  Make your whole life revolve around sports
  Walk tough-don't act too smart
  Be a mean machine
  Then we'll let you get ahead
  
  Jock-O-Rama-Save my soul
  We're under the thumb of the Beef Patrol
  The future of America is in their hands
  Watch it roll over Niagara Falls
  Pep rally in the holy temple
  And you're forced to go
  Masturbate en masse
  With the favored religious cult
  Cheerleaders yell-"Ra Ra Team"
  From the locker room parades the prime beef
  When archaeologists dig this up
  They'll either laugh or cry
  
  Jock-O-Rama-On the brain
  Redneck-a-thon drivin' me insane
  The future of America is in their hands
  Watch it roll over Niagara Falls
  Unzip that old time religion
  On the almighty football field
  Beerbellies of all ages
  Come to watch the gladiators bleed
  "Now boys, this game ain't played for fun
  You're going out there to win
  How d'ya win?
  Get out there
  And snap the other guy's knee!"
  
  Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!
  Ra Ra Ra
  Snap those spinal cords
  Ha Ha Ha
  
  The star quarterback lies injured
  Unconscious on the football field
  Looks like his neck's been broken
  Seems to happen somewhere every year
  
  His mom and dad clutch themselves and cry
  Their favorite son will never walk again
  Coach says, "That boy gave a hundred percent
  What spirit
  What a man"
  
  But who cares?
  Games over-Let's go get wasted man
  To the 7-11, to the liquor store
  Let's party all night and party some more
  
  Another Trans-Am
  Wrapped itself around a telephone pole
  "I ain't drunk, officer
  I just fell gettin' out of my car"
  
  Don't worry about it, son
  We were that way when we were young
  You've got all the skills
  To make a damn good businessman
  
  Jock-O-Rama-that's the law
  Come lick the butts of the Beef Patrol
  If the future of America is handed to them
  Watch it roll over Niagara Falls