(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