Gwar - Escape From The Mooselodge Lyrics

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Gwar the once mighty

Scumdogs of the universe wallow in the filth

That their lives have become

Drug addicted riddled with disease

They're not dogs they're just scum

Could they get a chance to change their fate

Destroy the things they've come to love with hate

Only time will tell

I'm sick of this damn planet and the sluts and the booze

I'd like to kill the master and start turning the screws

The sins of this planet have long since grown stale

We need to kill on a galactic scale

Forsaken by their cosmic master

Gwar constantly schemes

For a way to escape earth realize their twisted dreams

Old men fly into space gwar cannot

This re-occuring pattern of failure

Has fucked with them a lot

Get me the hell out of dodge

I'll turn in my card at the moose lodge

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But first let me settle my account at blockbuster

And bid fond adieu to my friend general custer

I scream to the heavens to split open wide

And let loose a torrent of death's ghastly tide

The power of chaos there's no reason why

We need a way to make everybody die

The ancient legend of "the timebomb"

An alien device which supposedly chronicled

All time's events from the beginning-to the end

If it could be deciphed by our bum bling anti-heroes

Then the end of the world would come

As to what this has to do with anything i'm not really sure

Out there the power is growing and it's growing fast

Here the only thing growing is my big fat ass

Sales are dropping riffs are slopping

Can you smell the zits i'm popping

What the hell can we do? we've done it all

I've humped god's nose i've reeked of booze

I've canceled shows

Became everything that i despised and my own hell i recognize

But there's just so many little bohabs

And they're always crowding around begging me to suckle them

And tie their mothers down i will kill their girlfriends

I will smoke their crack i become the pimp-daddy

I become the mack but everyday i'm doing i'm dying deep inside

But i'm gonna tell ya something gonna give you back your pride

So here's a little thought that i had the other day

If we could blow the planet up we could just float away

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