I see a runt, genetic gimli
endentured to some martian mining company
I want to kick him in his little teeth
him so low down, it's like he's inviting me

I can't to stand to see them in clubs
rubbing little bodies, freaky little nubs

they weren't born they were freaken spawned
in some corporate taxhole toxic mutant pond

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance
don't you ever give them no no chance

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance
don't you ever give them no no chance

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance
freaky freaks from vintner vats

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance
cept zombies, ghouls and bloodsucking) vamps

designed by desk jockies in some swank board room
in the good ole days they had no rights in any court room

they take all our jobs and lousy occupations
they get first pick on every martian colonization

they debase humanity and they take our women
we need to take the trash out, the filthy vermin

So I take my blaster and I grab my side arm too
I see the happy dwarves dancing and I know what I gotta do

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance
freaky freaks from vintner vats

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance
Cept Zombies, ghouls and (bloodsucking) vamps

Dead Dwarves Don't Dance