(R. Pollard - J. Pollard - Mitchell)



We were the losers or so they thought

But what we wanted is what we got

We were nobody

But now we're somebody

And you can't take a name from a man

Once he's made it

And we have made it

Here at the megaphonic thrift

We laugh at the ignorant public

And infamy is on our side

And so many join us here

At the megaphonic thrift

But you can never run out of heroes



Roll call!



Boothe

Bordan

Disalvo

Hitler

Iscariot

Leopold

Lobe

Nero

Oswald

Pizzaro

Shepherd

Speck



We've got more coming everyday

This Manson boy is on his way

And Texas is at it again

Our capitol of murder and sin

Here at the megaphonic thrift

We can always use new blood