Luyện nghe bài hát The Ultimate Bohab

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

Zit-scarred and
He's at the alone
Running his to no one at all
Later he cries tears
He met his and he got punched
All he wanted was an
The smell of his acne, it's bunched
He down and everyone laughed

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

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

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

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

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

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

The last issue did real
Because your interview was
You GWAR to Hell....