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Goons of Hazzard

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Happy hour belongs to America's best loved thugs

Here comes the 4 wheel prosthetic penises

Got yer gun racks, tractor tires and lynch mob drivers

We couldn't find a chick to sit in the middle

So we drink ourselves sick

Lean out the windows and pinch ass insteadWe are the Goons of Hazzard

Glorified on your TV

We run down bikes and hitch hikers

'Cause we know we'll get off scot freeWe're the vigilante heroes of your tough guy flicks

Bashing punks and bums and fags with our baseball bats

No deer to blow away in the woods today

So we go to Orville and shoot a black kid down

Or waste demonstrators in Greensboro insteadWe are the Goons of Hazzard

Glorified on your TV

We leave you in a pool of blood

'Cos we know we'll get off scot freeGet him, get him

C'mere, c'mere

Say something to me?Got him cornered

We've got him cornered

Is anybody looking?

Does anybody even care?

NoThe local papers paint us up to be big heroes

City fathers and Chamber of Commerce want us deputized

The stoner gestapo keepin' your town clean, get a shave, kid

We'll pay you as a strike breaker

Maybe you'll make Tac Squad for the L.A.P.D.We are the Goons of Hazzard

Glorified on your TV

We leave you in a pool of blood

'Cause we always get off scot freeFree, scot free, scot free

We always get off

We always get off

We always get off free

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