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Sounds of the coaster in my head My friends all tell me I'm an inbred My father's short and he's kinda crazy My mother's known as the bearded lady Little by little our plan will grow Although the food sucks and all the games blow One of us must stand one must get bolder We just can't loose with our charm and our oder Soon we'll be able to gain the powers We'll have food we'll have money and actual showers Nobody can stop us from getting to the top Except the snake lady and possible the cops Our travels world wide will go long and far By then we'll be rich and have our own clown car I could poison the burgers that would be neat But what am I saying? We don't use real meat From Letras Mania