The Dead Milkmen
We Are (Clearly Not) The Master Race
[Verse 1]
We can run away so much faster than you
And cry the loudest when we lose
We are the best at blaming the Jews, yeah
We're clearly not the master race

[Verse 2]
Sitting in my basement, jerking my cursor
To websites paid for by Bob Mercer
You say our grammar's bad, well, yours is... worser!
We're clearly not the master race, I said

[Chorus]
We're clearly not the master race
A little bit slow, we can't keep up with the pace
We're clearly not the master race
I mowed the lawn so get off of my case

[Verse 3]
You may think we're not very smart
Because we move our lips when we read Breitbart
Is that Steve Bannon, or did the dog fart?
We're clearly not the master race

[Verse 4]
I just wanna make America great
So I think of Don Jr when I masturbate
I just shout 'cause I can't debate
We're clearly not the master race, I said
[Chorus]
We're clearly not the master race
A little bit slow, we can't keep up with the pace
We're clearly not the master race
I took out the garbage so get off of my case

[Bridge (Billy, Mom)]
Billy, your hot dog is ready!
Not now, Mom! I'm engaged in an online war with ZOG!
Oh, you and your video games!
Not a video game, Mom! These are the Zionist scoundrels who kidnapped Dad!
I... For the last time Billy, your father has not been kidnapped. He's outside in the garden
That's not Dad, Mom! That is a crisis actor, paid for by George Soros. He's out there performing abortions and gay marriages! Take the red pill, Mom! Take the red pill!
Okay, Billy

[Chorus]
We're clearly not the master race
We're a little bit slow, we can't keep up with the pace
We're clearly not the master race
I looked for a job, so get off of my case
We're clearly not the master race
A little bit slow, we can't keep up with the pace
We're clearly not the master race
Even Girl Scouts punch us in the face!

Billy, your hot dog's getting cold