| GWAR, I bring forth the portal potty | |
| Coming to feed on the shit from your bodies. | |
| Your turds have more power than mere human feces | |
| Let's use it's great power to recover the pieces [The Toilet:] | |
| Hey! Hey jackass! | |
| Yea You! You got to love me sooo good! | |
| Yea, yea you can depend on me | |
| Depending on, if my water's on... if my pipe's unglogged... | |
| Ahhhhh if you're water-logged... | |
| Baby, I am the hole | |
| I am your toilet bowl | |
| I'll suck your soul | |
| Just pay... just pay my shitty toll! ahhhh. [Scroda:] | |
| Coated in shit | |
| I give all you desire | |
| Mystical doorway swimming in mire | |
| We'll use the plunger if blockage won't budge | |
| It's a door through the plane of fudge [Oderus:] | |
| So many times | |
| I have found you, still | |
| I always piss on the ground | |
| Now that I can use you | |
| I'm gonna stop ****ing around | |
| If you need shit, then | |
| I got shit | |
| On that you can depend | |
| I'll pump your stump, you ****in' hump, my crappy, crap-caked friend [All:] | |
| The Portal | |
| Potty, a gift from the gods | |
| Let's pay it tribute and bury our wads [Beefcake:] | |
| I think we know what it's all about. | |
| Jiggle the handle and watch something jump out. [Slymenstra:] | |
| I am a woman and | |
| I have my needs. | |
| You can never really know just where or when | |
| I'll bleed | |
| You need my egg, | |
| I need your seed | |
| But pray at the altar, the toilet must feed! [Toilet:] | |
| Yea, I'll bring ya some suckers for a killing spree | |
| Just keep that ****ing tampon away from me. [Slymenstra:] | |
| Take in this world, it's sooo beautiful... | |
| Filthy humans, you're all so full of it... | |
| That which you can't stand you can't understand | |
| Speak the mystic words and bring forth a turd you turn around into it and turn over to me. [Oderus:] | |
| Cross the river, leave the abyss | |
| Give the seat of the toilet a kiss [Beefcake:] | |
| Each Virgin sacrifice speaks these magic words. | |
| Well, Jiggle the handle, and call forth a turd. [Toilet:] | |
| Yea! Here it comes baby, | |
| I'm dropping my load | |
| I'm ain't just on it, | |
| I am the commode! | |
| Ahhh! [Scroda:] | |
| The power of the toilet must never be abused | |
| He must be plunged, he must be sponged, or carnage could ensue. | |
| If a dead sheep had clogged him, who knows what could arrive. | |
| Maybe it will bring the | |
| Master here, wouldn't that be a surprise! |
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