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Post by Ockham's Razor on Apr 7, 2007 20:07:35 GMT -5
GWAR
"Slaughterama"
[Sang by Sleazy P.] With a battle cry go forth which is "Give the people what they want." And what the people want could only be the senseless slaughter of the gutter-slime that litters this nation for cash and prizes. Yes, this is the show where people bet their lives to win something big. Cause when your life is shit, then you haven't got much to lose on Slaughterama! This next geek is guilty of the following: A Grateful Dead life for which he's been allowing. Tried to tell us "Give peace a chance." Met the National Guard and he shit in his pants. Its not you imagination, its not a bad trippie, yes thats him - Its the big smelly hippy! Hello Mr.Hippy, nice to meet ya. Hey, got a little shit between your toes. How's things at the ol' manure factory? How's little Tofu? What!? She grew another head? Well, ya gotta lay off that LSD y'know, kinda makes your offspring goofy-looking. So, how do ya hide money from a hippy? Put it under the soap. I'm sorry but that answer wasn't in time, you're gonna have to put your mouth on this. Whoa! I blew your head clean off. Good thing I was such an expert shot with the National Guard back in Penn State. There's nothing like hippie hunting. My dad always use to take me with Lee Harvey Oswald. All right, we're rocking now. Worlds biggest hair, worlds tightest pants got no circulation but you still can't dance. Fashion is a statement and sometimes a risk. Every fashion had its faults, but yours is the pits. Always in black, looks like he's dead - Here's the art-fag lying on his death-bed. Hello Mr. Art-Fag, come on out here. Say, what a hairdo. Its awfully big. As big as the.. the.. the Hindenburg and it will go up just as fast if I put this lighter to it. But no, I'm gonna hold out and ask you this question: What ever happened to Eddie Munster? I'm looking at him! Oh, Oderus help the boy with his hairdo there.... ooh, its getting ripped off. Ow, you know that's gotta hurt. Hey, what's Oderus trying to do with his face? Is that a face-lift? No, he's pulling that face clean off. Ahhhhh. Help that sod outta here.. Gave up pussy, stopped to a toot. Now you can't wait to give someone the boot. Elbows and knuckles, all you knows how. Follows the heard, just another cow. Brain full of shit, boots full of lead. Straight from Hitler's ass it's a nazi skinhead. Hello Mr.Nazi Skinhead how'ya doin'? How's Geraldo's nose? Still broken? Well it's good to see ya still on the job. Y'know when you're mugging talk show commentators in bathrooms, always remember to draw the swastika turning to the right, not to the left, always to the right. Why do nazi skinheads wear red suspenders anyway? He doesn't have to tell you. Time to give this nazi skinhead one more haircut, real close to the shoulders like. Whoa! His heads been decapitated. Look at all that PSI in the aorta artery. Whoa! Is he a gusher or what? Well, ladies and gentlemen that's all for this week. We've killed everyone worth killing, hope you do the same. We'll Be back next week for another edition of Slaughterama. It's full of existential despair. It's full of people who just don't care. Don't feel sorry for them. They've chosen there own pathetic life.
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Post by Ockham's Razor on Apr 7, 2007 20:12:44 GMT -5
GWAR
"Fire In The Loins"
Oftimes you'll find me raving, sometimes you'll find me sick To wake me up this morning you hit me with a brick Can I help it if I am rather thick?
Maybe we can chill you out by chopping off your dick! Sister and brother, hate one another You really are pathetic, and you call me a slut Then you walk around all day with midgets up your butt! At least the midgets like me, they like my disease Well, maybe there's hope for you, but first get on your knees
Hey, wait a minute!
I don't want it to hurt Then you will learn nothing man, so grovel in the dirt Sister and brother, kill one another Brother and sister, back off mister
I don't know where to begin,
but I'll try not to lie because lying is a sin What do you know of sin?
I taught you about sin when the sun was dim But what of my power? What about it?
There's no pussy in your tower
I could have any women that I want! The fact that you rape them is nothing to flaunt Oh... well uh you got me there,
but wait a minute But what of my sword?
What of the comet?
And the roaring horde?
I'm getting bored Maybe if you got off drugs,
you wouldn't get ignored Then you could achieve erection You might even find that it helps with your inflection
Now I'm getting mad!
So what? I can still kick your ass! All of you men, you talk a good game You must plan it out cause you all sound the same You huff and you puff, you "act" out so mean You serve better purpose as seeding machines
But something it stops you from finding the door I have to admit it, girls frustrate me more! Well, hey there Slimey,
I think I got your point Now will you please untie me?
Well that can be arranged, you pay for the pain Now find something to buy me!!! Sister and brother, stuck with each other Brother and sister, back off mister!
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Post by Ockham's Razor on Apr 7, 2007 20:16:20 GMT -5
GWAR LYRICS
"Sexecutioner"
[Sang by Sexecutioner] Sexcuse me, but what-a good is all the violence in the world unless it is toppled with limitless sex? Bring out the limitless sex-object and allow me, Sexecutioner to sexplain the seriousness of this subject, now if you all will attend to my words you will see.... I'm a naughty fellow In fact I'm certainly not too very mellow I came to this place to rearrange you face [Chorus:] La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcellent! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcuse me! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Ho-ho-ho-ha So you think you are all very smart That you know many words All you need to know For the rest of your life Sexecutioner Sexecutioner I'm Sexecuting ya Sexecutioner [Chorus] I am from France ([Slymenstra]-He is from France) And when you are in France, You pull down you pants ([Slymenstra]-You pull down your pants) And when you on your knees ([Slymenstra]-When your on your knees) You will do as I please ([Slymenstra]-You'll do as he pleases) Red Rover - bend over And let Sexy take over
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Post by GongA on Apr 7, 2007 23:05:08 GMT -5
GWAR LYRICS "Sexecutioner" [Sang by Sexecutioner] Sexcuse me, but what-a good is all the violence in the world unless it is toppled with limitless sex? Bring out the limitless sex-object and allow me, Sexecutioner to sexplain the seriousness of this subject, now if you all will attend to my words you will see.... I'm a naughty fellow In fact I'm certainly not too very mellow I came to this place to rearrange you face [Chorus:] La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcellent! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcuse me! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Ho-ho-ho-ha So you think you are all very smart That you know many words All you need to know For the rest of your life Sexecutioner Sexecutioner I'm Sexecuting ya Sexecutioner [Chorus] I am from France ([Slymenstra]-He is from France) And when you are in France, You pull down you pants ([Slymenstra]-You pull down your pants) And when you on your knees ([Slymenstra]-When your on your knees) You will do as I please ([Slymenstra]-You'll do as he pleases) Red Rover - bend over And let Sexy take over LOL! ..have you ever seen GWAR play live before, dude? ..fucking awesome time that is. ..I've never had so much fun being sprayed by crap in my life. lol
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Apr 8, 2007 15:39:46 GMT -5
GWAR LYRICS "Sexecutioner" [Sang by Sexecutioner] Sexcuse me, but what-a good is all the violence in the world unless it is toppled with limitless sex? Bring out the limitless sex-object and allow me, Sexecutioner to sexplain the seriousness of this subject, now if you all will attend to my words you will see.... I'm a naughty fellow In fact I'm certainly not too very mellow I came to this place to rearrange you face [Chorus:] La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcellent! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcuse me! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Ho-ho-ho-ha So you think you are all very smart That you know many words All you need to know For the rest of your life Sexecutioner Sexecutioner I'm Sexecuting ya Sexecutioner [Chorus] I am from France ([Slymenstra]-He is from France) And when you are in France, You pull down you pants ([Slymenstra]-You pull down your pants) And when you on your knees ([Slymenstra]-When your on your knees) You will do as I please ([Slymenstra]-You'll do as he pleases) Red Rover - bend over And let Sexy take over .....
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Post by Ockham's Razor on Apr 8, 2007 20:17:38 GMT -5
GWAR LYRICS "Sexecutioner" [Sang by Sexecutioner] Sexcuse me, but what-a good is all the violence in the world unless it is toppled with limitless sex? Bring out the limitless sex-object and allow me, Sexecutioner to sexplain the seriousness of this subject, now if you all will attend to my words you will see.... I'm a naughty fellow In fact I'm certainly not too very mellow I came to this place to rearrange you face [Chorus:] La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcellent! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sexcuse me! la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Ho-ho-ho-ha So you think you are all very smart That you know many words All you need to know For the rest of your life Sexecutioner Sexecutioner I'm Sexecuting ya Sexecutioner [Chorus] I am from France ([Slymenstra]-He is from France) And when you are in France, You pull down you pants ([Slymenstra]-You pull down your pants) And when you on your knees ([Slymenstra]-When your on your knees) You will do as I please ([Slymenstra]-You'll do as he pleases) Red Rover - bend over And let Sexy take over LOL! ..have you ever seen GWAR play live before, dude? ..fucking awesome time that is. ..I've never had so much fun being sprayed by crap in my life. lol i've seen them live a few times
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Post by gazzal on Apr 13, 2007 21:13:57 GMT -5
Son Of A Preacher ManBilly-ray was a preacher's son And when his daddy would visit he'd come along When they gathered round and started talkin That's when billy would take me walkin A-through the back yard we'd go walkin Then he'd look into my eyes Lord knows to my surprise The only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was, mmm, yes he was Being good isnt always easy No matter how hard I try When he started sweet-talkin to me He'd come and tell me everything is all right He'd kiss and tell me everything is all right Can I get away again tonight? The only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was, lord knows he was How well I remember The look that was in his eyes Stealin kisses from me on the sly Takin time to make time Tellin me that he's all mine Learnin from each other's knowing Lookin to see how much we've grown And the only one who could ever reach me Was the son of a preacher man The only boy who could ever teach me Was the son of a preacher man Yes he was, he was, oh, yes he was He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man I guessed he was the son of a preacher man Sweet-lovin son of a preacher man Ahh, move me
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Post by shortpantsromance on Apr 15, 2007 12:39:21 GMT -5
Love love love that song. What a great tune.
Anywho...
"Bullet" - Mason Jennings.
This is a bullet from a gun called "what the fuck?" If i was standing in your shoes i'd throw my hands straight up And start explaining at the speed of light, not sound How the words get some coffee came to mean get down And all the kings horses and all the kings yen Couldn't stop the abracadabra that invites these men And all the alleyways in amsterdam could not compete Against the wall street speed with which you leave your feet Oh yes, this song is a joke Funny like our house going up in smoke Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips Everytime the phone rings you get there first And when the pizza man comes you always run for your purse Now i'm the son of a banker, i know just what the deal is If you wrote it out in braille, i wouldn't even have to feel it Oh yes, this song is a joke Funny like our house going up in smoke Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips Funny how goodbye can sound so sad sometimes Today it sounds happy like a nursery rhyme And you're not cinderella, so don't forget your shoes I've never been as lonely as when i was with you Oh yes, this song is a scream Funny like our loving doused in gasoline Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips This is fireman mcneil from the hennepin line We got the call around ten, we couldn't get there in time There was a driveway leading to a hole in the ground I got the heebies bone deep and turned the truck straight around Oh yes, this song is a joke Funny like my fingers in your bicycle spokes Funny like the bomb between my teeth when we kiss You pulled out the pin with your own sweet lips
Yes'm.
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