[Verse 1: Hook Hand Thug]
I'm malicious, mean and scary
My sneer could curdle dairy
And violence-wise, my hands are not the cleanest
But despite my evil look
And my temper, and my hook
I've always yearned to be a concert pianist

[Pre-Chorus: Hook Hand Thug]
Can'tcha see me on the stage performin' Mozart?
Ticklin' the ivories 'til they gleam?
Yep, I'd rather be called deadly
For my killer show-tune medley (Thank you!)
'Cause way down deep inside, I've got a dream

[Chorus: Thugs, Hook Hand Thug]
He's got a dream, he's got a dream
See, I ain't as cruel and vicious as I seem
Though I do like breaking femurs
You can count me with the dreamers
Like everybody else, I've got a dream

[Break: Thugs]
La, la, la...

[Verse 2: Big Nose Thug]
I've got scars and lumps and bruises
Plus something here that oozes
And let's not even mention my complexion
But despite my extra toes
And my goiter, and my nose
I really want to make a love connection
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