Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
[Verse 1]
Gazing through that toothy maw, you
Could not conceive what I saw, see:
In my land, there is no sun
In my country, there are no guns
Okay!
[Chorus]
Cause we are GWAR
And we'll go far
We've got guitars
We'll eat your car
GWAR! GWAR! GWAR! GWAR!
[Verse 2]
Gazing through that toothy maw
You could not conceive what I saw
In my land, there is no sun
In my country, there are no guns, no
[Chorus]
Cause we are GWAR
And we'll go far
We've got guitars
We'll go to war
GWAR! GWAR! GWAR! GWAR!
[Verse 3]
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, go!
[Chorus]
Cause we are GWAR
And we'll go far
We've got guitars
We'll go to war
GWAR! GWAR! GWAR! GWAR!
GWAR!
GWAR! GWAR! GWAR! GWAR! GWAR!
Whoa whoa whoa!
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