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GWAR lyrics

Album: Scumdogs of the Universe [1990]

 01  The Salaminizer
 02  Maggots
 03  Sick of You
 04  Slaughterama
 05  The Years Without Light
 06  King Queen
 07  Horror of Yig
 08  Vlad the Impaler
 09  Black and Huge
 10  Love Surgery
 11  Death Pod
 12  Sexecutioner
 13  Cool Place to Park
all GWAR lyrics

The Salaminizer
Here's a little something from a God to a slave,
I never should of been let out the fucking microwave!
We're on this planet and we're running a muck,
I should give a shit but I don't give a fuck!
Ever since I was a scumdog, I blew a cum-wad.
I need a mother-fucking suckadickalickalong!
Burning a mall or two, blowing the load I spew.
You don't wanna fucking fuck me? I'll Fuck you!
This is your ass, and I'm in it.
My man sexy will fuck you up in a minuet.
With an axe, sword, mace, pike your limbless.
Then I'll fuck your ass till its rimless!
Oh! You humans always screaming!
Oh! As you suckle on my semen!
Oh! And the shit is always steamin'
A drunk, a pervert, a junkie and a sodimizer.
But you can call me the salaminizer
Give unto give unto give unto give unto
My life is a luxury, so filled with hate.
I got fifty slaves heaping maggots on my plate.
From my fortress in Antarctica I watch the world die
On my Sony Trinitron that's switched to channel 5.
Back on the road, its no lie....
Stupid fucking humans pay money to die!
Crushed in the pit, nailed to the stage
I only suck the souls that are underage.
[Repeat Chorus]back to top
Vile forms of Necros lie rotting my mind
Feasting like maggots - maggots in flesh
So left your ruined cortex behind
Now the maggot knows glee as it nibbles on your spine!
Maggots! Maggots!
Maggots are falling like rain!
Putrid pus-pools vomit blubonic plague
The bowels of the beast reek of puke
How to describe such vileness on the page
World maggot waits for the end of the age!
Beneath a sky of maggots I walked
Until those maggots began to fall
I gaped at God to receive my gift
Bathed in maggots till the planet shit
[Repeat chorus a lot]back to top
Sick of You

Your Socks They Smell, Your Feet They Stink
You never take a bath.
Your nose it runs, you bust your buns
You always finish last...
I'm so sick so sick of you...
Your Face is gross, you eat white toast
you dont know what to do
It's just your luck, you really suck
That's all I'm Sick of You
I'm so sick so sick of you
I'm so sick so sick of you..
Bring it down, I said bring it down!
Don't You Know I am so sick of you
The things you said, and all the things you do
I said don't you know, I am so sick of you
The things you said, and all the things you do
I said don't you know, I am so sick of you
The things you said, and all the things you do
I said don't you know, I am so sick of you
The things you said, and all the things you do
I said don't you know, I am so sick of you
The things you said, and all the things you do!!
Sick Of youu
I'm So sick so sick of you[Continue till end of song]back to top
From the Album Scumdogs of the Universe

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 which 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 in which he's been wallowing
Tried to tell us, "Give peace a chance"
Met the National Guard and you shit in your pants
It's not your imagination, it's not a bad tripping
Yes, that's it: it's a big, smelly hippy

Hello Mr. Hippy, nice to meet ya'
Hey, you got a little shit between your toes
So, how are things at the ol' manure factory?
How's little Tofu?
What, she grew another head?
Well, ya gotta lay off that LSD, ya know
Kinda makes your offspring goofy looking

So, how do you hide money from a hippy?
Put it under the soap!

I'm sorry, but that answer wasn't in time
Your gonna have to put your mouth on this
Oh, I blew your head clean off
Good thing I was such an expert shot
With the National Guard back at Kent State
I bagged four that day
There's nothing like hippy hunting
My dad always used to take me along with Lee Harvey Oswald

All right, we're rockin' now!

World's highest hair, world's tightest pants
Got no circulation but you still can dance
Fashion is a statement, sometimes a risk
Every fashion had it's faults but yours is the pits
Always in black, looks like he's dead
Here's the Art Fag lying on his death beg

Hello, Mr. Art Fag, c'mon out here
Say, whatta hair do
Why it's awfully big
As big as the...the...the Hindenburg
And it'd probably 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 lookin' at him!

Oh, Oderus, help the boy with his hairdo, there
Ooo! It's getting ripped off!
Ow! Ya' know that's gotta hurt!
What on the other side of his face?
Is that a facelift?
Whoa! He's torn that face clean off!
Help that sod outta' here

Gave up pussy, stopped doing toot
Now ya' can't wait to kiss him on the boot
Elbows and knuckles all you know how
Follow the herd, just another cow
Brain full of shit, boots full of lead
Straight from Hitler's ass, it's the Nazi skin-head

Hello, Mr. Nazi Skin-head, how ya' doin'
How's Geraldo's nose? Still broken?
Well, it's good to see you're still on the job.
You know, when you're mugging talk-show commentators in bathrooms
Always remember to draw the swastikas turning to the right
Not to the left, always to the right.

Hey, why do Nazi skin-heads wear red suspenders anyways?
He doesn't have to tell you!

Time to give this Nazi skin-head one more haircut
Real close to the shoulders like
Whoa! His head's been decapitated
Look at all that P.S.I. in his aorta artery
Whoa! Is he a gusher or what?

Well everybody, that's all for this week
We've killed everybody that's worth killing
Hope you do the same
We'll be back next week with another edition of

Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama
It's a drama
Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama
It's a drama, yeah!

It's called existentialists, man
It's for the people who just don't care
Don't feel sorry for them
They've chosen their own path in lifeback to top
The Years Without Light
Scanning the crowd.
Defiling the writhing masses.
I saw your death,
Impaled on iron fences.
Your fate was sealed.
Your doom, to died on TV Because your death,
your bloody death will never please me.
You don't know what its like, yes you never could possibly understand.
I would you would.
What it means to stand where I stand;
Atop a heap of heads and hands.
Now its time to divide the line, to make up what's left of mind.
Now you know, you know its almost time.
Your world, your doom, your life, your destiny.
To live for GWAR and die, die, die for me.
You must not let them stop what you do,
You may be destroyed before I enter you
And you will do as I tell you to.
The years without light.back to top
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.
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]back to top
Horror of Yig
"Horror is a face, and you must make a friend of horror horror
and moral terror are your friends and they are not.
that they are your enimies the horror"
[from "Apocalypse Now"]
I saw Yig. Yig saw me.
We're together in dark concavity.
I saw Yig. He's so big. He smokes cigs.
Eats just like a pig.
Ooooohhhhhh! I saw Yig. I saw Yig. I saw, I saw Yig!
Yig now is shifting his gibbering mass.
He hides boils with maggots.
The pus-sac extrudes.
The horror that is Yig...
When he rapes your mind, your mind will snap like a twig.
Shaping and raping, his conscience is clear.
Infest - black death.
Spreads hate and foul cheer.
The horror, The HORROR!
Where Yig doth tread no man tread tomorrow.
Reeking death harvest of humans in hatred.
Suck on the shitbag of what you created,
What we created. Yig now in coming, Yig now is here.
Yig now he makes things impossibly queer.
Piles of maggots
Clouds of flies
Putrid breath
And bulging eyes.
Yig comes and you die, you all die.back to top
Vlad the Impaler
Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler
Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a sailor but he's
Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler
Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a
Whaler could have been a Tailor,
He turned out to be Norman Mailer
He stepped back and he smoked a joint
Twenty thousand peasants had to get the point
Mommy was a hamster,
Daddy was a jailer
Real tough childhood for such a fucking failure
He's so glad he's Vlad
When he was a boy, they sent him to the Turks
But you know they didn't like him because all the Turks were jerks
When Vlad returned home his wrath for his ancient foe had spurned
But the ancient art of impalement was something that the boy had learned
Oh, how he learned
He learned, they burned and burned and burned
Rotisseries of corpses turned
He's so glad, oh he's so glad he's Vladback to top
Black and Huge
You know I'm totally flaccid -
I'm just a limp, mega-prick
You know I'm looking for a stupid white chick
Because I'm black and huge
Black and huge
Black and huge
Black and Huge, black and huge -
All the women hate me in the porno booth
And now I see you, your there on the ground
And now you know, yeah I'm raising a mound
I'm gonna got you, make you erupt
If I could just get out of this cup
[Chorus]back to top
Love Surgery
Yes you are
Your flesh is insignificant...
Still you drag yourself here on bloody stumps I recreate you amputate you
You defile my womb hahahahahaha
However weak it still appealing
Sights to send senses reeling
To see your nipples stripped from you
Tossed into my human stew
That's why you came to me...
You were begging for love surgery
It's the way - the way its got to be
It's called love surgery
Punks and priest, yeah they're all in there
A beggars bludgeoned with their shinwear
Bubbling cauldron choked with ichor
Well I must think of something sicker
Anticipate the nipple rape
Dish is almost done
The child has died, he must be fried
You humans are the same inside
Now the cauldron starts to boil I can feel my anus heave
The undergarment start to soil
And now I know its time to leave
When a demi-God blows bloody sperm
It does not stop, it starts to worm
And you shall achieve a maggot spunge-hole effect
Ohhh Scaryback to top
Death Pod
Death Pod comes from the sky - it does
Through the space, through the stone
Where the Master grows his clones
Where the legions wage eternal war
We were born in this place
Slaughtering race after race
We were part of
The Scumdogs of the
Hey Hey! Hey Hey! Hey Hey! Hey Hey!
The Death Pod is leaving
The Death Pods dismissed
The Death Pod is coming
The Death Pod is pissed
Death Pod comes from the sky - it does
The Master he gave us tools to despoil all he ruled
Plasma cannons spewing death on anything that dared protrude
But we craved for power, the wars been getting sour
The Pod was built, millions kilt, and something that could kick my ass
Sucking the scrod, blowing my wad
Blowing my wad all over God Dismissed!
Foolish mortal you didn't barge in on the power of the Death Pod did ya?
Huh, huh? Well now you shall receive:
The heat-seeking moister missile Death Pod comes from the sky - it does
The day it came, the blood was rain
We harvested eternal pain
The battle raged for a billion years
But through the burning corpses pall
It was revealed that GWAR would fall
And were banished to this miserable mudball planet.
[Chorus]back to top
[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
Sexcuse me!
So you think you are all very smart
That you know many words
All you need to know
For the rest of your life
I'm Sexecuting ya Sexecutioner
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 overback to top
Cool Place to Park
[Sang by Beefcake, Only on CD version]
Frozen it time.
We watched as you grew.
Now the ice is gone.
And now, we travel on -
Seems like forever.
Y'know we're look for...
We can't find cool cool cool place to park
Old Medusa with her gorgon braids
She invites us to her promenade
Driving in our death-machines
A thousand years or more
Around and around and around and around the block
Y'know we're looking for
A cool place to park
Satan's sow is honking
Hera's slowly creeping nymphs in my back seat
all dripping on my naugahyde please let me find a COOL PLACE TO PARK!
humanity is in my way your golden arches and your shopping malls
remind us you must fall down down fall down fall down cool park cool park
[repeated alot]back to top
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