This is a tribute to my first group; yes, we were really called the Morons.
Howdy there gang, get a load of us, We're a new rock group, called the Morons, looking suckers to spend their bread rather than go to a movie instead. Got cash to waste? Then have no worry, though I'm warning you, you're gonna be sorry. This song you see is a total flop, guaranteed to make the album drop. We are called the Morons, and listening to us nobody would want to dance. We are called the Morons, and it suits us. I sing like I've got rocks in my throat. The guitarist plays as if he's rockin' on a boat. The drummer boy never keeps up to the beat, as the bassist keeps falling off his feet. The keyboardist is the best thing we've got, Cuz when he plays, nothing can be heard a lot. Now you know the Morons serve no vital need. Heck, the yellow pages are more fun to read. We are called the Morons, and listening to us nobody would want to dance. We are called the Morons, and it suits us. We've got something to say to you, although we're not supposed to, but in the interest of the public, and against the wishes of our label, We've got a message for you. Better wise up gang, and save your cash. Instead of buying this sort of trash. But if you wanna blow it, wanna do your worst. Just remember this---we warned you first.
Music and lyrics: Ram