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The weak ones are the first to go The laws of nature tell us so The survival of the fittest when Darwin will be in power again The gene pool needed to be cleaned Before it turned into a latrine So many diseases are hereditary That's not the way it was meant to be Morals are for sissies Disabled people and retarded Wasted lives; barely started I put 'em in trucks filled to the roofs Drove 'em to the woods and fed 'em to the wolves I'm not a drug-crazed Satanist Just a provident realist So what's all the fuss about I did 'em a favour; I helped them out Morals are for sissies From Letras Mania