Master Race Rock Lyrics - Faster... Louder: The Dictators' Best 1975-2001 - The Dictators

Hippies are squares with long hair and they don't wear no underwear 

Country rock is on the way, I don't want music, I won't pay 

Dictators can't swing, make you dance and sing 

'Cause no oil spill, you don't know us, but you will 

We're the members of the master race 

Got no style and we got no grace 

Sleep all night, sleep all day 

Nothing good on TV anyway 

The gasoline shortage won't stop me now, oh no 

We've reached a higher spiritual plain, that is so high I can't explain 

We tell jokes to make you laugh, we play sports so we don't get fat 

We can't sweat and stink, we can't eat and drink 

Don't do what we're told and we're scared of growing old 

We're the members of the master race 

We don't judge you by your face 

First we check to see what you eat 

Then we bend down and smell your feet 

Hope that you don't pick your nose 

My favorite part of growing up is when I'm sick and throwing up 

It's the dues you've got to pay for eating burgers every day 

Take my vitamin C, no one's good for me 

Life can take it's toll when you're living, rock n' roll 

We're the members of the master race 

We got no tact and we got no taste 

First you put your sneakers on 

Going outside to have some fun 

Don't forget to wipe your ass! 

C'mon guys, let's go 

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go 

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go 

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go