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Niggers, kikes and dagos, spics and micks –
We knew about the differences –
But everybody was a motherfucker
Who sucked cock
At least we were honest about it
In the neighbourhood
Anyway, one of the older guys,
Who listened to opera and had a lisp,
Went to Vietnam and lost an eye
He stayed at home a lot when he got back,
Playing records in his basement
We were curious about the war,
And almost old enough to fight,
So one night we went over for a beer
We all got drunk and then
He pulled a gun and there were
Dinks and gooks and slopes and slants
And Cyclops beat the shit out of
The three of us
One by one he begged our lips
To tell him he was queer,
Just one more time, he said,
The hammer clicking into place,
Because he needed target practice
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