Gwar

He proudly sports his rare GWAR hoodie
When he puts it on it gives him such a woodie
Zit-scarred and unpopular
He's at the show alone
Running his mouth to no one at all
Later he cries bitter tears
He met his idol and he got punched
All he wanted was an autograph
The smell of his acne, it's heavily bunched
He fell down and everyone laughed
You're the Ultimate Bohab
Stricken with gout
If you don't have any drugs then get the fuck out
Bohab!
Bohab!
It's your dream come true
Your crummy fanzine got a GWAR interview!
You'll ask the questions, it all goes to tape!
If you're really lucky, you might get raped!
But not by a dude, that would be gay!
But if that's what the band wants I guess it's O.K.!
We're not going to rape you...yet, so don't you fret it!
You brought a woman with you, and now she's gonna get it!
Cuz' this is how we roll, this is what we do