Gazing through the toothy maw--
you could not conceive what I saw--
In my land there is no sun--In
my country there are no guns--OK!
`Cause we are Gwar!!!
And we`ll go far!!!
We`ve got guitars
We`ll go to war!!! (Thrash your bar, Wreck
your car, etc...)
Gwar! Gwar! Gwar! Gwar! Gwar!
Steel and leather, whips and
chains, we`ve learned how to enjoy
pain! Life in a cave ain`t too roomy--
Now only the penthouse will do me!!!!
