GWAR

[fox69]

"Jagermonsta"

"Jagermonsta"



If you look at it you'll get drunk
Frothing mass of filthy chunk
Bloodshot eye and boiling spew
To kick the ass of punks like you
Seeking ancient wisdom, drinking with the gods
Rolling in the gutter, craving bloated bloody scrod
Where it came from none can say
Though they do so anyway
Memories of braincells lost
Promoting drunken holocaust
Try - to tame the fury of the Jagermonsta
Drinking, stinking, falling down
Acting like a fucking clown
A drunk who got what he deserved
At least his corpse is well-preserved
The Jagermonster comes to slay
By making you get drunk today
Then drive your car until it skids
Into a busload of retarded kids
Who burn alive, you drunken fuck and then get hit by another truck
Bleeding retards in the dirt
The funny things that you're not hurt
The coops don't come, you get away
You'll live to drink another day...
Hooray! Every stupid thing I do the Jagermonster tells me to
Bring forth now the virgin, soon her flesh to flay
Oh, she's not a virgin?
Still, we'll kill her anyway
That means we can fuck her
And fuck her we will
Then we will go get drunk and find
Someone else to kill
Drunken vengence from the grave
Hooves are flailing, nailing slaves
Beware the power of the Jagermonster!

 

[fox69]

"Je M'appelle J. Cousteau"

"Je M'appelle J. Cousteau"



I was there at the cattle fair, where
lump fairies swear at glories far be-
yond the fabric that she wears. He said
"Do ya wanna chair?" I'd join him any-
where! A hole in the ground, in this
theatre I found J.C.'s infernal horde--
they caper, they banter, forming human
pyramids, all to please--their infernal
Lord...Whoa! His name is J. Cousteau!!!
A pussy and I know you know!! I know
you know, and there he goes. He goes and
grows, on gosh, he knows--Aboard the
Calypso!! The foam beside, and a burly
sea to ride, all spell goodness for the
master of the whirling pimple tides.
He tried and fried until the rusted
hinges sighed, and then he stepped
inside! He found her there, swimming
in her seaweed hair, looking vaguely
like a lover who has hung herself with
underwear--Phosphorescent green and
the sex-act made obscene, in Jacques
galleon of hatred--This wrinkled French-
man is a living god!!!
Cousteau, you know, where the dying
dolphins go, and the wasteland ever growing,
never slowing till it's far below--Put it
on your T.V. show--and let the humans
know!!!

 

[fox69]

"Jiggle The Handle"

"Jiggle The Handle"


[Sang by Scroda Moon, The Toilet, Oderus Urungus, Slymenstra Hymen, and Beefcake The Mighty]

[Scroda:]

GWAR, I bring forth the portal potty
Coming to feed on the shit from your bodies.
Your turds have more power than mere human feces
Let's use it's great power to recover the pieces

[The Toilet:]

Hey! Hey jackass!
Yea You!
You got to love me sooo good!
Yea, yea you can depend on me
Depending on, if my water's on...
if my pipe's unglogged...
Ahhhhh if you're water-logged...
Baby, I am the hole I am your toilet bowl I'll suck your soul
Just pay... just pay my shitty toll! ahhhh.

[Scroda:]

Coated in shit I give all you desire
Mystical doorway swimming in mire
We'll use the plunger if blockage won't budge
It's a door through the plane of fudge

[Oderus:]

So many times I have found you, still I always piss on the ground
Now that I can use you I'm gonna stop fucking around
If you need shit, then I got shit
On that you can depend I'll pump your stump,
you fuckin' hump, my crappy, crap-caked friend

[All:]

The Portal Potty, a gift from the gods
Let's pay it tribute and bury our wads

[Beefcake:]

I think we know what it's all about.
Jiggle the handle and watch something jump out.

[Slymenstra:]

I am a woman and I have my needs.
You can never really know just where or when I'll bleed
You need my egg, I need your seed
But pray at the altar, the toilet must feed!

[Toilet:]

Yea, I'll bring ya some suckers for a killing spree
Just keep that fucking tampon away from me.

[Slymenstra:]

Take in this world, it's sooo beautiful...
Filthy humans, you're all so full of it...
That which you can't stand you can't understand
Speak the mystic words and bring forth
a turd you turn around into it and turn over to me.

[Oderus:]

Cross the river, leave the abyss
Give the seat of the toilet a kiss

[Beefcake:]

Each Virgin sacrifice speaks these magic words.
Well, Jiggle the handle, and call forth a turd.

[Toilet:]

Yea! Here it comes baby,
I'm dropping my load
I'm ain't just on it,
I am the commode! Ahhh!

[Scroda:]

The power of the toilet must never be abused
He must be plunged, he must be sponged, or carnage could ensue.
If a dead sheep had clogged him, who knows what could arrive.
Maybe it will bring the Master here, wouldn't that be a surprise!

 

[fox69]

"King Queen"

"King Queen"


One thing that I know:
That everywhere I fucking go
People writhe with piles of corpses,
Rotting on there down below.
And they all beg forgiveness.
And so you know I will give them this.
Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!
Living in the future now,
Y'know I'm moving much too fast.
I feel like I'm dying even though I'm living in the past.
And this immortal coil
You know that it will always last.
And now I think I'll have to sing about the death and horror that I bring:
Gay apparel I put it on, put it on
Sucking the marrow.
And as you die I sing this song.
Oh! How shocking, how dare you.
Dare to die before I'm through.
Supposed I'll have to resurrect you
And bathe your bowels in boiling spew.
Now its time, almost time.
Now its time to...
I'm gazing at you broken bones.
I feel lost and so forlorn.
Another death, another mess,
Another shroud that I have worn.
Another box that I begin,
Another grave you'll soon be in.
I concentrate the lovely hate.
But you're looking kinda thin.
King Queen, King Queen, its so obscene. [x2]
Infinite ruin!
Life falls down.
Look at me spewing.
You begged me to come to this town.
When your clubs crushed and you friends are dead,
Then you'll remember just-a what I said:
I'm the qeeniest being that there ever has been.
Dare you tempt the wrath?
The wrath of old King Queen?
Now it's time, almost time.
Now it's time to die!
When your clubs crushed and your friends are dead,
Then you'll remember just-a what I said: [x2]
I'm the queenliest being that there ever has been [x3]
Dare you tempt the wrath?
The wrath of old King Queen?
Crush you like bug - Smash steel and stone.
Obliterate, dominate.
Call this planet home.
King Queen. King Queen. [x3]

 

[fox69]

"Krak Down"

"Krak Down"


Krak down!
Your melted essence is my tool
And I appropriate your nugget jewel
Chemically wrap around aroma
In the bathtub in a coma
Getting drunk with
Earth's elite
They wanna peel the skin off my feet
Mold me, fold me, keep me silent I get drunk, I get violent
[Chorus:]
I fill the pipe up
This is a Krak Down
I called up every pimp I know I fucked my life up
This is a Krak Down
I call for toxic overthrow
Fall out of the rent-a-car
Go and vomit on the ground
There's the one who acts so pissed off
Think I'll go and cunt my dick off
[Chorus]
They run from me I charge at sluts I knock them down
Stomp out their guts
Tastefully arrange the piles soaked in phlegm
And Bathed in bile
Building, burning, cops all scatter
Big fat ass is on the platter
You eyes are floating in my cup
Fuck your corpse
And get raped up

 

[fox69]

"Krosstika"

"Krosstika"



What's that symbol above the oven
Beaming it's malice to all that we shove in
In the War Party we ake every side
United as one until everyone dies
Symbol of hatred, symbol of fear
The Krosstika proclaims our cause
Luring the humans with blood, sex, and beer
Don't worry, we take queers

The hour is nigh
Let the Krosstika fly
Let now the symbol define you
With a wave of raw hate
The Krosstika takes
The symbol is there to remind you

So we hold our rallies and give out free crack
Then we give guns to the poor
Our staffers are making obscene phone calls right now
Soon they wil kick down your door
Slaughter your family and then break for lunch
There's not a pair of dry pants in the bunch

The Swastika and the Bloody Old Cross
Two great hates that hate great together

I say to slay all and have not a care
I demand pillows stuffed with hair
The death of all humans on your world today
Specicide--a new word to say

Symbol of hatred, symbol of fear
The Krosstika proclaims our cause
Luring the humans with blood, sex, and beer
Sending them into the maw
It inspires you to kill
And even if you don't, then you know that it will
Slaking this thirst we'll kill billions or more
Slaves to eternal war

The Krosstika has one purpose
It was designed to enslave you
They were designed to inflame you
There is no lie to the flag that we fly
We don't pretend it can save you
We offer you death but a good one at that
It's only your life, after all
Two great hates that hate great together
Answer the Krosstika's call
The hour is nigh
Let the krosstika fly
Let now the symbol define you
With a wave of raw hate
The Krosstika takes
The symbol is there to remind you

Answer the Krosstika's call

 

[fox69]

"KZ Necromancer"

"KZ Necromancer"


KZ Nekromancer
KZ Nekromancer
KZ Nekromancer
He's a fancy dancer

From Auschwitz down to Paraguay
Following the path of the good Doktor Mengele
They talk about a town down in old Brazil
The babies there all look alike
You know they always will
Just an angel of death with a black leather bag
A figure in white with a bloody black flag
KZ Nekromancer

I remember the bunker
We knew that our day would come
Here's a new round of injections
Everybody must have some
Sometimes it's sad we kill babies
To protect our soldiers from scabies
As I tear out stem cells the tears almost come
Then I remember these people are scum
KZ Doktor at the door
Fuhrer semen scraped from floor
Nekromancer come to call
House-to-house with blobs of ball
It's a KZ Nazi neck-romance
He's all up in your wife's pants...
Every drop of cum on the floor
Are legions of SS who cannot fight war
Save the Fuhrer's seed
It is what we need
To save the Master Race
Don't let him cum on Eva's face
Delivering the samples of the filthy Fuhrer seed
The Bloody Pit is crying for it's victims, it must feed...
The "doctor" goes from house to house
He's glad to make the call...
And if it's born without a head
That's no problem at all
Mengele crack the code?
Steal the seed? Blow the load? [x2]

Research reached a tipping point
We could not comprehend
Essential truths were seen as lies
It made no fucking sense
That's when he
Returned from the dead
KZ Nekromancer
Ghastly he grinned through his gaping Deaths-Head
He brought the truth of the Old Ones...
He wrote it out on the wall
With these ideas a great breakthrough was made
With hunks of wet gold I was handsomely paid

Also called Heydrich, "The Spider"...
That wiggled and squiggled and stuck it inside her...

You're hired!

 

[fox69]

"Let Us Slay"

"Let Us Slay"


Don't give them a sword and then not let them use it
Or sent them to war, and then make them lose it
This is a bomb, don't want to defuse it
Death is the answer, go forth and choose it

Let us slay
Let them slay, let them slay [x3]
The lust for blood won't go away

Let us slay
Let them slay, let them slay [x3]

It is the era of calamity
And I see this with perfect clarity
And there never was an illusion of parity
I've got no time for your crippled christ

We have no need for your crippled christ
And we never lacked for your advice
We don't have to hide our genocide
They'll fear us more when they know the we don't lie

It's gone beyond hatred this time
You love death, yet call it a crime
I twist the dagger that's deep in your guts
I'll put an end to it this time

[Solo]

On your knees - Pray
It is your destiny
On your feet - Slay
Obedience through slavery

Don't give them a sword and then not let them use it
Or sent them to war, and then make them lose it
This is a bomb, don't want to defuse it
Death is the answer, death is the answer

Total control
We own your soul

No time for life
Time for the knife
Time for the sword
Fetus is cored
Total mutation
Necro-mutilation
The perfect life form
Born for porn

Let us slay
Let them slay, let them slay [x3]
The lust for blood won't go away

Let us slay
Let them slay, let them slay [x3]

We've got no time for your crippled christ
And we never lacked for your advice
Lie after lie, lie, lie
I do believe its almost time

The crippled christ, the crippled christ
The crippled christ, the crippled christ
The crippled christ, the crippled christ
I do believe its almost time

You're always calling for the sacrifice
And the body count is very nice
Lie after lie, lie, lie, lie
I do believe its time do die

 

[fox69]

"Lets Blame The Lightman"

"Lets Blame The Lightman"



It's falling, It's falling, It's falling on the ground, yeah
It's falling on the ground, yeah
Lets blame the lightman
for our own mistakes
We'll blame the whole damn crew
if that's what it takes
We wont talk
to anybody else yeah
Lets blame the lightman
and anybody else
Lets blame the lightman
and save us from ourselves
and save us, save us from ourselves
We won't talk to anybody else, yeah
we're driving in our limo
we're driving right by you
we dont care about you
Blame it on the Lightman!
Let's blame the lightman!
And heap him with shame
Lets blame the lightman
Because I'm so lame
We won't talk to anybody else, yeah
Blame, blame, heaping tons of blame on everyone We see
Blaming God, blaming Mom, blaming you
Never blaming me.
It's falling, it's falling
It's falling on the ground
It's falling, it's falling,
It's smashing on down
It's falling, it's falling
It's falling on the ground
It's exploding and they're dying
and it's really fucking loud
It's falling it's falling
On anybody else

 

[fox69]

"Licksore"

"Licksore"



Lonely and crippled she lives all alone
Stares out the window, no one on the telephone
Her only friend - a little Kitty Kat
She feeds it a lot
Kitty pretty fat

LICKSORE, SOMETHING TO ABHOR
KITTY KAT DON'T WANT NO RAT
MOMMY'S ON THE FLOOR
LICKSORE, GETTING TO THE CORE
KITTY KAT IS GETTING FAT
TONGUE BECOMES A BORE

Mommy's got a problem, seems that Mommy's dead
Kitty's got no food lick a hole in Mommy's head
Kitty loves her Mommy, Kitty loves the taste
Kitty loves Mommy, Kitty loves Salami

The hold is getting bigger
Head fits inside
Sucking at the nostrils
Feasting on the eyes
Kitty pretty hungry Kitty must sup
Kitty pretty lonely, Mommy won't get up
Mommy won't get up

The landlord comes by the tenants are mad
They want to know why the smell is so bad
He beholds in horror
The ever-widening gash
But before he calls the cops he looks around for cash

LICKSORE HAS BECOME BLOODY POTHOLE
LICKY LAP AT BRAIN FILLED BOWL
LICKSORE SOMETHING TO ABHOR
MOMMY WON'T GET UP