Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate Bohab

He sports his rare GWAR hoodie
he puts it on it gives him such a woodie

Zit-scarred and
He's at the alone
his mouth to no one at all
Later he cries tears
He met his idol and he got
All he was an autograph
The smell of his acne, it's heavily
He fell and everyone laughed

the Ultimate Bohab
Stricken gout
If you don't have any drugs then get the out
Bohab!
Bohab!

your dream come true
Your crummy got a GWAR interview!
ask the questions, it all goes to tape!
If really lucky, you might get raped!
But not by a dude, would be gay!
But if that's what the band wants I it's O.K.!
We're not going to rape you...yet, so you fret it!
You a woman with you, and now she's gonna get it!

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

You're the Bohab
Stricken gout
If you don't have any then get the fuck out
Bohab!
Bohab!

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

Bohab!
You your life with pride
But people that had known you didn't care you had died

The last did real well
your interview was suicide
You followed to Hell....