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Lyrics: Obliviate!. Other. Mudblood.


They call me Mudblood and apparently I?m un-pure
They mean it as an insult, but I?m not too sure
Because they?re gonna run out of pure-blood families
So technically, I could just call them inbreeds

They call me dirty-veined
I say they?re tiny brained
?Cause they?re so immature
And I?m a miracle of nature
I?m a Mudblood, and that?s for sure.

I take pride in my Muggle family
I don?t know when those Purebloods will see
That while there are more of us by the dozens
Those freaks are still marrying their cousins
Obliviate!