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How do they jump so high
How do they flip in mid-air
And spread their legs so wide
And wear the skirts that they wear
How do the mount each one
To make their pyramids
Is it the drugs they're on
These mental invalids.
They wear their dark sunglasses
They play their games at night
The players make their passes
They wear their pom-poms just right
The mascot sneaks inside
He's proudly overspread
The game's not over yet
It's time to go to bed.
It seems like they must be
On drugs or just stupid
They're buoyant and busty
And just plain dumb
It seems like they're brainwashed
Or on anesthesia
Their brain suffers weight loss
'Cause how else could they cheer like:
Go you Injuns
Go, go you Injuns
Um chagawa, um um chagawa
Go you Injuns
Go, go you Injuns
Um chagawa, Injuns got the powah
Go, G, O, go.
It stunts their mental growth
And makes it hard to find
A future livelihood
Or others of their kind
The marching band it seems
The voyeurs in the stands
The refs and both the teams
Are all the raving fans for
Cheerleaders on drugs.
It seems like they must be
On drugs or just stupid
They're buoyant and busty
And just plain dumb
The drug interaction
Could just be some teamwork
Their forces and factions
Make them sound like:
Go you Injuns
Go, go you Injuns
Go you Injuns
Go, go you Injuns
Give me an "I" - I
Give me an "N" - N
Give me a "J" - J
Give me a "U" "N" "S"
Go you Injuns
Go, go you Injuns
Go you Injuns
Go, go you Injuns.
Cheerleaders on drugs
Cheerleaders on drugs
Cheerleaders on drugs.
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