B.D.F. - Gwar
Dead..
Baby D_ck F_ck
Baby D_ck F_ck
Take your fat tongue!
And curl it into a 'U',
You take and unborn child who knows not what you do
[Chorus:]
Baby D_ck F_ck
Baby D_ck F_ck
Baby D_ck F_ck -
Baby D_ck F_ck -
Baby d_ck F_ck
Baby D_ck S_ck
Baby D_ck F_ck
Baby D_ck F_ck
There's no excuse, give him the goose
With a push and then a shove
Teach that child how grown-ups love
[chorus]
F_ck F_ck S_ck S_ck F_ck F_ck
I haunt the malls and the
Burger Kings I am the giver of pain
Splitting the rumps of the wicked
Only the nipples remain [x2]
The cherub screams "NO" as I move to defile
Our bodies entwine in a puddle of bile
Many years later we'll look back and smile
As we thrash about on the urine-drenched tile
The delivery room is as still as a tomb
I f_ck the child while its still in your womb
The child is now dead and you start to blubber
F_ck your warm corpse with your child as a rubber
Take your fat tongue, ram it up her bung
Her face is packed with cum We've only just begun
From your head, your eyes I pluck
Give you savage socket f_ck
Work my wand of black obsidian
End up like a Branch Davidian
Baby D_ck F_ck
Baby D_ck F_ck
Baby D_ck F_ck [x a lot]
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