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Verse 1 Well Cropper, Brendan Brookes the lad, Thought the snip “won’t be that bad,” Now he’s walkin’ round the house real slow, Lookin’ like a cowboy after ten toros. Pre-Chorus He’s holdin’ ice like it’s gold he found, Whimperin’ every time he sits down, Looks like he’s been trampled by a train— But nope… just the doc who clipped his chain. Chorus Ohhh Cropper got cut, now he’s livin’ in fear, He’s squeakin’ when he moves and he cries when he sneers, He’s bow-legged, broken, and pale as cocaine— Tryin’ to walk straight but he ain’t John Wayne. Verse 2 He bragged for weeks, “Ain’t scared of the snip,” Now he’s hunched over like his spine did slip, He’s waddlin’ round like a penguin in pain, Might never sit normal again. Pre-Chorus He’s swearin’ vengeance on the surgeon’s k***e, Says, “That man stole the joy from my life!” But all his mates just laugh at his strain— ‘Cause Cropper got cropped and can’t complain. Chorus Yeah Cropper got chopped, now he’s feelin’ the burn, Walks like he’s forgot how legs should turn, He’s hobblin’, sobbin’, and usin’ his cane— But still claims he’s tougher than ol’ John Wayne.