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Some of the songs are similar - it looks like after time some of the words get changed.
We're Apollo's Raiders
We're Raiders of the night,
we're dirty sons of bitches
we'd rather f*** than fight
Heidi-didey, Christ almighty
Who the f*** are we?
We're Apollo's raiders,
and we're from T-K-E
Circumcise a *** Sig
with a jagged piece of glass,
Ram a rusty bayonet
up a Phi ****'s ass
Tekes once, Tekes twice,
holy jumpin' Jesus Christ
Rat shit, bat shit, dirty old twat
Sixty-nine douche bags tied in a knot
Eat, fight, fart, f***,
gobble, nibble, chew
We're the Tekes
so f*** you!
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