In bluebird days where the sky is clear
One by one the galloping gays disappeared
Happy is the children free from fear
All future men will have genuine beard
They'll sing the macho songs in their prime
No more abductions, no more crimes
So be gone filthy mongoloid Leatherfaces
Go south where red creatures dwell in blazes
Be gone viciously stinky Jokers
We don't need your presence here
We'll fight all you posers as the opposers
And clean this town from fear
We hate everything ugly
Especially skulls and bones
Evil people that generate evil clones
Disguising sheep tearing wolf skin
Originally filthy form reduced essential parts
Targeting victims with their deceptive darts
Engaging the whole town with megaton
Be gone, skeleton!
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