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 
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 cancelled 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 ya 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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lyrics submitted by dj_sam on 30-12-2004
lyrics corrected on 30-12-2004