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Weâre unprofessional, weâre the monkeywrench
From the burbs of the D a real rag tag bunch
Weâre like the Boondock Saints, the chosen few
We know this game and what we have to do
Guided by God his words we grasp
As we walk with a smile through the valley of death
Weâre ready to go for what comes our way
Weâll be the super heroes of today
Weâre the Patron Saints of Underdogs
We start the fight when weâre against all odds
When youâre down and out one thing is true
Weâll be there for you
We exist on recordings and memories
We stand in the trench of insecurity
A new campaign in the same old war
With the same attitude as we had before
Ready and able when the call goes out
Mic in hand, ready to growl
So when it looks no good, itâs your lucky day
Weâll be the super heroes of today!
Weâve never been the best at what we do
You can check record sales I think weâve sold a few
Weâve never played to a sold out show
Weâve never had them lined up out the door
But our mission is clear, we got a job to do
Weâve been given a gift and want to share it with you
So when life just sucks and everything's gone wrong
Just think of us and sing along!