"Cool, firecrackers. I'll save these for later. Buzz, I'm going through all your private stuff, you'd better come out and pound me..."
- Kevin McCallister, Home Alone
Growing up was never fun
I sucked at school, I never won
I hated sports, I had no friends
When would the bullshit end?
As I looked back to the page
I see his picture and his name
See his mugshot next to mine
My only friend and partner in crime
Raffish Ralph!
My friend - Raffish Ralph!
My friend - Raffish Ralph!
He would eat your nachos
And give you "indian burns"
He would stack your lockers
Until those mother-fuckers learned
You couldn't mess with him
You couldn't mess with me
My Butch Cassidy
A bully to you, a friend to me
Raffish Ralph!
My friend - Raffish Ralph!
My friend - Raffish Ralph!
He'll break your nose!
He'll punch your gut!
He'll tell the world your mother is a slut!
Raffish Ralph...