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Scroda:
Coming to feed on the shit from your bodies.
GWAR, I bring forth the portal potty
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...
Baby, I am the hole
Ahhhhh if you're water-logged...
if my pipe's unglogged...
I am your toilet bowl
I'll suck your soul
Just pay... just pay my shitty toll!
Scroda:
Coated in shit I give all you desire
ahhhh.
Mystical doorway swimming in mire
We'll use the plunger if blockage won't budge
Oderus:
It's a door through the plane of fudge
So many times I have found you,
still I always piss on the ground
stop fucking around
Now that I can use you I'm gonna
If you need shit, then I got shit
On that you can depend
my crappy, crap-caked friend
All:
I'll pump your stump, you fuckin' hump,
Let's pay it tribute and bury our wads
The Portal Potty, a gift from the gods
I think we know what it's all about.
Beefcake:
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 fucking tampon away from me.
Slymenstra:
Take in this world, it's sooo beautiful...
That which you can't stand you can't understand
Speak the mystic words and bring forth a turd
Filthy humans, you're all so full of it...
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.
Toilet:
Well, Jiggle the handle, and call forth a turd.
Yea! Here it comes baby, I'm dropping my load
I'm ain't just on it, I am the commode! Ahhh!
Scroda:
or carnage could ensue.
He must be plunged, he must be sponged,
The power of the toilet must never be abused
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
Scroda:   Coming to feed on the shit from your bodies.   GWAR, I bring forth the portal potty   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...   Baby, I am the hole   Ahhhhh if you're water-logged...   if my pipe's unglogged...   I am your toilet bowl   I'll suck your soul   Just pay... just pay my shitty toll!   Scroda:   Coated in shit I give all you desire   ahhhh.   Mystical doorway swimming in mire   We'll use the plunger if blockage won't budge   Oderus:   It's a door through the plane of fudge   So many times I have found you,   still I always piss on the ground   stop fucking around   Now that I can use you I'm gonna   If you need shit, then I got shit   On that you can depend   my crappy, crap-caked friend   All:   I'll pump your stump, you fuckin' hump,   Let's pay it tribute and bury our wads   The Portal Potty, a gift from the gods   I think we know what it's all about.   Beefcake:   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 fucking tampon away from me.   Slymenstra:   Take in this world, it's sooo beautiful...   That which you can't stand you can't understand   Speak the mystic words and bring forth a turd   Filthy humans, you're all so full of it...   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.   Toilet:   Well, Jiggle the handle, and call forth a turd.   Yea! Here it comes baby, I'm dropping my load   I'm ain't just on it, I am the commode! Ahhh!   Scroda:   or carnage could ensue.   He must be plunged, he must be sponged,   The power of the toilet must never be abused   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