Lyrics:

I'm the walking nightmare with the microchip
brain--A megaton Bufferin to forever end
your pain. When it comes to taking life I'm
the cosmic leech--I'll make World War III look
like Sunday at the beach!!! Gwar must die!
I can't comprehend on how you get your thrills
in dicing up worms and making love to road-
kills. The decadence of your lives was just as
clear a glass--Now it's broken into shards
I can shove into your ass