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Baby Raper by Gwar
Babyraper, sperm creator
Hulking, brutish masturbator
Babyraper, emasculator
Fleshy flap valve navigator
Never leave me,
Babyraper
Melted cum ejaculator
Spackled filth evaporator
High colonic spackulator the
Babyraper the Babyraper
My quest for sex consumes all my life
Being a god I do what i like I know it hurts you when I fuck a child
Cum-sumed with cumming I've simply gone wild
Drinking and drowning in lakes full of lust
I'll still jerk off even when I cum dust
My sex is my hatred
My penis a tool
My balls are imploding I'm playing the fool
My butt crack is folding
The crap that it's holding I heap it all over the stool
Oh, Babyraper I'm the fucking
Babyraper I'm the guy who stiffed the waiter
Mangled public flagellator
Turgid bowel exaggerator
Fleshy flap-valved gladiator
Baby Dick Fuck by Gwar
Dead..
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
Take your fat tongue!
And curl it into a 'U',
You take and unborn child who knows not what you do
[Chorus:]
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck -
Baby Dick Fuck -
Baby dick Fuck
Baby Dick Suck
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
There's no excuse, give him the goose
With a push and then a shove
Teach that child how grown-ups love
[chorus]
Fuck Fuck Suck Suck Fuck Fuck
I haunt the malls and the
Burger Kings I am the giver of pain
Splitting the rumps of the wicked
Only the nipples remain [x2]
The cherub screams "NO" as I move to defile
Our bodies entwine in a puddle of bile
Many years later we'll look back and smile
As we thrash about on the urine-drenched tile
The delivery room is as still as a tomb
I fuck the child while its still in your womb
The child is now dead and you start to blubber
Fuck your warm corpse with your child as a rubber
Take your fat tongue, ram it up her bung
Her face is packed with cum We've only just begun
From your head, your eyes I pluck
Give you savage socket fuck
Work my wand of black obsidian
End up like a Branch Davidian
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck [x a lot]
Hooker with a Penis by Tool
I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a
Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and
New tattoos that claimed that he
Was OGT,
From '92,
The first EP.
And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.
Well now I've got some
A-dvice for you, little buddy.
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I'm the man,
And if I'm the man,
Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.
So I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,
If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.
All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar
So...Shut up and
Buy my new record
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy.
Heroin by The Velvet Underground
I don't know just where i'm going
But i'm gonna try for the kingdom, if i can
'cause it makes me feel like i'm a man
When i put a spike into my vein
And i'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When i'm rushing on my run
And i feel just like jesus' son
And i guess that i just don't know
And i guess that i just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When i'm closing in on death
And you can't help me not, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And i guess that i just don't know
And i guess that i just don't know
I wish that i was born a thousand years ago
I wish that i'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and i guess that i just don't know
Oh, and i guess that i just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then i'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the jim-jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'cause when the smack begins to flow
Then i really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank god that i'm as good as dead
Then thank your god that i'm not aware
And thank god that i just don't care
And i guess i just don't know
And i guess i just don't know
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