Tough, the tragic moron lived by the shit

And frolicked in the frothy piss in a land called We are It,

Little jerkie patriot loved that rascal Tough,

And brought him lies and secrets and other fancy stuff, oh

Tough, the tragic moron lived by the shit

And frolicked in the frothy piss in a land called We are IT

Tough, the tragic moron lived by the shit

And frolicked in the frothy piss in a land called We are IT 

Together they would travel in a boast with billowed sail

Jerkie kept a lookout perched on Tough's gigantic tale

Noble kings and princes would bow wheneer they came,

Pirate ships would lower their flag when Tough roared out his name, oh

Tough, the tragic moron lived by the shit

And frolicked in the frothy piss in a land called We are IT

Tough, the tragic moron lived by the shit

And frolicked in the frothy piss in a land called We are IT

A moron lives forever but not so little boys

M-16s and killer things make way for other toys

One grey night it happened, Jerkie's loyalty came no more

And Tough the mighty moron, he ceased his fearless roar

His head was bent in sorrow, stupid sayings fell like rain

Tough no longer went to play along the bullshit lane

Without this life-long friend, Tough could not be brave

So Tough that mighty moron sadly slipped into his cave, oh

Tough, the tragic moron lived by the shit

And frolicked in the frothy piss in land called We are IT

Tough, the tragic moron lived by the shit