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A goofy, strangely competent country ballad, “The Master Has A Butt” is about Oderus Urungus recalling his relationship with The Master, GWAR’s cosmic creator, before his imminent arrival on Earth.
I'm thinking I was once a baby
Born inside the Master's bowels
I was shat across the cosmos
Banished to this mudball
But I crave vengence, I'm not throwing in the towel

Well I said I was sorry, but you slapped me back down
Just a Sunday morning turd
Comin' down

Stare into the inky blackness
I swear I think you'll find him there
With his overgrown cuticles, and his asteroid belt
I said there sonny, he does not give a damn

I'm a real bad mother, a real bad man
I like to spend a lot of time on the can
I had a little something to eat last night
It's not alright
The Master has a butt
Oh yeah, he has a butt
Oh yeah, he has a butt
Oh yeah, he has a butt
And it's a big butt, a big butt

Well we fucked up the Tablet and the Master heard the sound
A little birdie told me that he's coming back around
His hideous wisdom calls for my death
There'll be nothing left
Except a butt
Stinky butt...

Now Daddy tells me to bend over
Ooh! He whips my buttocks with a strap
He bails my ass out of reform school
And then he goes and takes a nap

Well I said I was sorry, but I couldn't make you care
If I could stop shitting, I'd change my underwear
If I can't kill the Master, I'll have to get a job
I'm a fucking slob
The Master has a butt