[Verse 1] Hey you, king of the pile, wearing that grin like a cracked-up dial. Talking loud, saying nothing at all, stumbling hard, then you call it a stand. You trip on truth, then blame the floor, kick the same door, come back for more. Got a mouth full of smoke and a head full of sand, still pointing your finger with a five-minute plan. [Pre-Chorus] Keep running that line, keep chewing the lie, you laugh at the warning then cry when it bites. [Chorus] Oh, dumb morrons, line up and shine! Dumb morrons, wasting our time! You crash, you boast, you make a scene, same old mess, brand-new machine. Dumb morrons, sing it tonight! Dumb morrons, wrong but proud and bright! [Verse 2] You buy the fake, then sell the doubt, burn your own bridge, then scream it out. Head first, no map, no clue, no brake, then act offended when the whole thing breaks. You wear that mess like a golden crown, spit on the clue, then look around. We’ve seen the game, we know the act, you hit the wall and call it fact. [Pre-Chorus] Keep running that line, keep chewing the lie, you laugh at the warning then cry when it bites. [Chorus] Oh, dumb morrons, line up and shine! Dumb morrons, wasting our time! You crash, you boast, you make a scene, same old mess, brand-new machine. Dumb morrons, sing it tonight! Dumb morrons, wrong but proud and bright! [Bridge] Here’s the punchline, here’s the proof: you can’t outrun the roof. Hard truth hits, then it sticks, every idiot gets their kicks. [Final Chorus] Oh, dumb morrons, line up and shine! Dumb morrons, wasting our time! You crash, you boast, you make a scene, same old mess, brand-new machine. Dumb morrons, sing it tonight! Dumb morrons, wrong but proud and bright!
