Jiggle The Handle Lyrics

Jiggle The Handle lyrics

Scroda:

Coming to feed on the shit from your bodies.

GWAR, I bring
forth the portal potty

Your turds have more power than mere human
feces

Let's use it's great power to recover the pieces

The
Toilet:

Hey! Hey jackass! Yea You!

You got to love me sooo good!

Yea, yea you can depend on me

Depending on,

if my water's
on...

Baby, I am the hole

Ahhhhh if you're water-logged...

if
my pipe's unglogged...

I am your toilet bowl

I'll suck your soul

Just pay... just pay my shitty toll!

Scroda:

Coated in shit I
give all you desire

ahhhh.

Mystical doorway swimming in mire

We'll use the plunger if blockage won't budge

Oderus:

It's a
door through the plane of fudge

So many times I have found you,

still I always piss on the ground

stop fucking around

Now that I
can use you I'm gonna

If you need shit, then I got shit

On that you
can depend

my crappy, crap-caked friend

All:

I'll pump your
stump, you fuckin' hump,

Let's pay it tribute and bury our wads

The
Portal Potty, a gift from the gods

I think we know what it's all about.

Beefcake:

Jiggle the handle and watch something jump out.

Slymenstra:

I am a woman and I have my needs.

You can never
really know just where

or when I'll bleed

You need my egg, I need
your seed

But pray at the altar, the toilet must feed!

Toilet:

Yea, I'll bring ya some suckers for a killing spree

Just keep that
fucking tampon away from me.

Slymenstra:

Take in this world, it's
sooo beautiful...

That which you can't stand you can't understand

Speak the mystic words and bring forth a turd

Filthy humans, you're
all so full of it...

you turn around into it and turn over to me.

Oderus:

Cross the river, leave the abyss

Give the seat of the
toilet a kiss

Beefcake:

Each Virgin sacrifice speaks these magic
words.

Toilet:

Well, Jiggle the handle, and call forth a turd.

Yea! Here it comes baby, I'm dropping my load

I'm ain't just on it, I
am the commode! Ahhh!

Scroda:

or carnage could ensue.

He must
be plunged, he must be sponged,

The power of the toilet must never be
abused

If a dead sheep had clogged him, who knows what could arrive.

Maybe it will bring the Master here, wouldn't that be a surprise