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Gwar

pochette album The master has a butt
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Date de parution : 06/04/1999

Durée : 0:04:05

Style : Rock



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I'm thinking i was once a baby
Birthed deep within the master's bowels
Shat across the cosmos, banished to this mudball
But i crave vengeance, i'm not throwing in the towel

Well, i said i'm sorry but you slapped me back down
I'm just a sunday morning turd coming down
Stare into the inky blackness i swear i think you'll find him there
With over grown cuticles, and an asteroid belt, i said now, sonny

De does not give a damn, well, i'm a real bad mama
A real bad man i like to spend a lot of time on the can
I had a little something to eat last night
It's not alright, the master has a butt

Well, we fucked up the tablet and the master heard the sound
A little birdie told me he's coming back around
His hideous wisdom calls for my death
There'll be nothing left, except a butt

Daddy, tells me to bend over
Whips your buttocks with a strap
Bails my ass out of reform school
Then he goes and takes a nap

Well i said that i was sorry but i couldn't make you care
If i could stop shitting then i'd change my underwear
If i can't kill the master then i'll have to get a job
I'm a fuckin' slob, the master has a butt

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