Текст песни Gwar -  The Master Has A Butt   
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I`m thinking I was once a baby  
Birthed deep within the Master`s bowels  
Shat across the cosmos, banished to this mudball  
But I crave vengence, I`m not throwing in the towel  
Well I said I`m sorry but you slapped me back down  
I`m just a Sunday morning turd coming down  
Stare into the inky blackness I swear I think you`ll find him there  
With over grown cuticles, and an asteroid belt I said now sonny,  
de does not give a damn  
Well I`m a real bad mama  
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  
Well we fucked up the tablet and the Master heard the sound  
A little birdie told me he`s coming back around  
His hideous wisdom calls for my death  
There`ll be nothing left  
Except a butt  
Daddy tells me to bend over  
Whips your buttocks with a strap  
Bails my ass out of reform school  
Then he goes and takes a nap  
Well I said that I was sorry but I couldn`t make you care  
If I could stop shitting then I`d change my underwear  
If I can`t kill the Master then I`ll have to get a job I`m a fuckin` slob  
The Master has a butt