Slaughterama (Live)

Lyrics

[Intro: Sleazy P. Martini & Blothar] Introducing the one, the only - we hope Come on out here, Sleazy P. Martini, come on, buddy, alright Heyyy, good to be here to close out the show I'd like to reach out into the audience and ask What song is it you wanna hear? [Pustulus plays the intro of "Think You Oughta Know This"] Any grey aliens about? No? Okay, forget that then We're gonna have to go with a game show theme Hit it, boys! With a battle cry go forth, which is "Give the people what they want"; and what the people want could only be thе senseless slaughtеr of all this gutter-slime that litters this nation for prizes Yes, this is the show where people bet their lives to win something big Cause when your life is shit, you haven't got much to lose on: Slaughterama! [Verse 1] This next geek is guilty of the following: A Grateful Dead life in which he's been wallowing Tried to tell us "Give peace a chance" Met the National Guard and he shit in his pants Not your imagination, it's not a bad trippie Yes that's him, it's the big smelly hippie! [Spoken] So, Mr. Hippie, how's things in the old manure factory? Hey, ya got a little shit between your toes there. How's your little baby, Tofu? What? She grew another head? Well, you gotta lay off that LSD, you know. Kinda makes your offspring goofy looking So, how do you hide money from a hippie? Put it under the soap! Sorry, hippie. You didn't get that question right. You're gonna have to put your mouth on this! Ohh! I blew his head clean off! Oh, look at that. Y'know, there's nothing like hippie hunting. My dad always took me along with Lee Harvey Oswald Alright, drag that sod outta here [Verse 2] World's biggest hair, world's tightest pants Got no circulation but you still can't dance Fashion is a statement, sometimes a risk Every fashion had its faults, but your's is the pits Always in black, looks like he's dead Here's the art-fag lying on his deathbed! [Spoken] Hello, Mr. Art-Fag. Why, that's a lovely hairdo ya got there. It's awfully big. It's big as the Hindenburg, and it'd probably go up just as fast if I put a lighter to it. But no, I'm gonna hold off and ask you this question: Whatever happened to Eddie Munster? You're lookin' at him! Blothar, he didn't get that question right. But you can give him a free parting gift. Ohh, free plastic surgery! Oh my god, it's horrible, it's disgusting. It's, it's worse than Joan Rivers, it's better than Joan Rivers. It's a definite improvement Alright, two down, one to go, two down, one to go, two down, one to go [Verse 3] Gave up pussy, stopped doin' toot Now you can't wait to give someone the boot Elbows and knuckles, all you know how Follow the herd, just another cow Brains full of shit, boots full of lead Straight from Hitler's ass, here's the Nazi skinhead [Spoken] Hello, Mr. Nazi Skinhead! You know, when you mug talk show commentators, remember to draw the swastikas turning to the right. Never to the left, always to the right So...why do Nazi skinheads wear red suspenders? Anyone, anyone, anyone? No, no? He doesn't have to tell you! Show him what he's won, Sexecutioner, ohh! A haircut, real close to the shoulders-like. Oh my god, is this guy a gusher or what? Look at all that PSI in his aorta artery. Must be that high stress lifestyle [Outro: Sleazy P. Martini, Sleazy with GWAR, (GWAR) & Blothar] Well, ladies and gentlemen, that's the end of it for this week We've killed everybody that's worth killing, hope you do the same We'll see ya on another edition of: Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama It's a drama, yeah Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama It's a drama, yeah! Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama It's a drama, yeah Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama It's a drama, yeah! Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama It's a drama, yeah Slaughterama, Slaughterama, Slaughterama It's a drama, yeah! It's a drama, yeah! It's a drama, yeah! It's a drama, yeah! (Slaughterama) It's a drama, yeah! It's full of existential despair (It's a drama, yeah!) It's full of people who just don't care (It's a drama, yeah!) Hey, don't feel sorry for them (It's a drama, yeah!) They chose their own path in life (A-cha-cha!) (It's a drama, yeah!) Yeah! I just got a message, guys A C-130 with 23 tons of coke just landed on the airport tarmac right outside Come on, everybody Let's go party!