GWAR - B.D.F.

R.I.P. Dave Brockie (Oderus Urungus)

Artist: GWAR
Album: This Toilet Earth
Year: 1994

Writers: Dave Brockie, Mike Bishop, Mike Derks

(Dead)

Baby dick fuck, baby dick fuck!

You take your tongue
Curl it into a "U"
Take a young child
Who knows not what you do

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 the child how grown-ups love

Baby dick fuck! Baby dick fuck!
Baby dick fuck, baby dick fuck
Baby dick fuck, baby dick suck
Baby dick fuck Baby dick fuck!

Fuck fuck
Suck suck
Fuck fuck

I haunt the malls and the burger kings
I am the giver of pain (pain)
Splitting the rumps of the wicked
Only the nipples remain (remain)

You are the receiver of torment
I am the giver of pain (pain)
Splitting the rumps of the wicked
Only the nipples remain

Baby screams, "No!" as I move to defile
Bodies rotate in a puddle of bile
Many years later we'll look back and smile
As we thrash about on the urine-drenched tile

Delivery room is as still as a tomb
I fuck the child while it's still in your womb
The child is now dead, 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
With my wand of black obsidian, you'll wind up like a branch Davidian

Baby dick fuck! Baby dick fuck!
Baby dick fuck, baby dick fuck
Baby dick fuck, baby dick fuck
Baby dick fuck, baby dick fuck

Baby dick
Fuck! Brains out

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