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Old Mar 27th, 2008, 02:38 AM       
"The Ultimate Bohab"

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 'zine got a GWAR interview!
You'll ask the questions, it all goes to tape!
But ask the wrong one and your ass will 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... so don't you fret it!
You brought a woman, oh she's gonna get it!

Cuz' this is how we roll, this is what we do
We're fucking your girlfriend right in front of you
And we know that's not your girlfriend, by the way...
She's only with you 'cause you got her backstage
And you also...gave her...money

Bohab!
You're the Ultimate Bohab!
Bohab!

Your pock marked face makes her sick
As soon as she's in there she's getting the dick
But not from you, from the entire band
So whip out your cock and lay a wad in your hand
Soon she is dead, but before we chuck her
Come on over here kid, there's still time to fuck her!
A festering hole where there used to be a crotch
We feed her to bears, all that's left is her watch

Bohab!
You're the Ultimate Bohab!
Bohab!

You gave your life with pride
But people that had known you didn't care that you had died
The last issue did real well
Because your interview was suicide
You followed GWAR to Hell....
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Old Mar 28th, 2008, 01:00 AM       
As far as strange lyrics, I have to give it up to the Swedish band Glory Bells. Musically they're amazing, their lyrics....well I enjoy the lyrics for other reasons

Five foxes

They are five foxes with good looking bodies
They're tryin' to teach him
'bout a different kind of sex
Don't be afraid boy. We do stuff like this everyday
So c'mon
Beautiful, Wonderful
They've got beautiful legs
So different, colours comes to his face
Lesbian race
Look at the tits and you will feel
something between your legs
between your legs yeah
Oh, wonderful
Look at their horny faces
Ten vibrating breasts
They are masturbating ladies, oh yeah
He don't know if he exist
when he sucks a tit
And she said:
Try to make it in my pussycat!
And she rides him fast
like a flash in the sky
It's the first time
he feels like a stallion
and he likes it, of course
He's a horse
They are five foxes with good looking bodies
They're tryin' to teach him
'bout a different kind of sex
Don't be afraid boy. We do stuff like this everyday
So c'mon
Look at their horny faces
Ten vibrating breasts
They are masturbating ladies, oh yeah
He don't know if he exist
when he sucks a tit
__________________________________________________ ____________
Military toys

I like to play with my military toys
I want to learn this evil world
I have no choise
And the plastic airforce
comes through the door
and attac the tank on the floor
And the tanks began to surrender
Blitz from the roof
And the plastic airforce
seems like invaders
I have nothing, nothing to loose
Turn off the light
It's night in the room
I take my flashlight
and began to shoot
Back to the airport
in the living room
Repeat: Back to the airport
in the living room
The tanks began to surrender
Blitz from the roof
And the plastic airforce
seems like invaders
I have nothing, nothing to loose
The flying fortress is in the air
__________________________________________________ __________
My life

I was born in a little town
where the dust from the factorys
is hangin' heavier now
When I was a little boy, maybe six years old
my daddy told me we must leave
Why? I began to cry
I found myself going down
Til' I heard the voice of Richard Penniman
I felt my life had just begun
I played his records all night long
and his songs went into my heart
fast like a Concorde
fast like a Concorde
I decided that my future is music and songs
Tried to do the best I could
in my new home
Band after band, they gave me the kick
I know this madness age is nasty and sick
Ten years flew away,
twentyfour here we go
I can't live without my music
I can't live without my songs
My mother told me: keep on playing my son
Never give up
like the gravity on earth
I remember blood and tears
I think I'm worth a million
and a bath in champagne
oh, a bath in champagne
Once again,
I decided that my future is music and songs
I opened the gates to an adventure
My sickness they can't cure
My sickness they can't cure
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