I.Q. 32 lyrics by Necros. Midwest, Midwest, time to go. I'd stay, but it's so fucking slow. Stupid people's all I know. I.Q. 32. I.Q. 32. Stupid corn all in...
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Midwest, Midwest, time to go.
I'd stay, but it's so fucking slow.
Stupid people's all I know.
I.Q. 32.
I.Q. 32.
Stupid corn all in rows,
Sit around and watch it grow.
You've got nothing to show.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8!
I.Q. 32.
I.Q. 32.
I.Q. 32.
Midwest, fuck you.
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