It’s said these are the legends of two scrotum guns, brothers. Their names were Walnuts and Raisins. It’s a tale about war, love, betrayal, and demise, and it started ‘cause they had hair like Oprah Winfrey. They wore mesh shirts, stoned washed jeans, and used lots of Aqua-Net. Where did their hair go? Where did their hair go? Where did their hair go? Where did their hair go? Walnuts could shoot his load 3 miles high. Pink leotard tanks wanted to get with this guy. It was the 80′s and big hair was the thing. While Walnuts was thick and luscious, Raisins’ hair was thinning. Jealous and distraught, they say Raisins got duct tape and ripped all Walnuts’ hair off. Oh, oh, oh. Where did their hair go? Where did their hair go? Where did their hair go? Where did their hair go? I remember when these scrotum guns were young. The pink tanks always made love to the scrotum guns. They rubbed their scrotes against everyone. Now these balls hang so low, are so hairless and slow, and are wrinkled. Rasisins set-off to kill the Ikari Warriors, and made a mixed-tape for his girl. Meanwhile, Walnuts sported a mohawk, and rubbed the boobies of Raisin’s main squeeze. Raisins vowed retaliation….. …..knocked him out with a Rubik’s Cube, had him break dance in parachute pants, listen to hours of Milli Vanilli with a Sony Walkman ’til his hair fell out, but the truth we may never know…. Where did their hair go?