Paroles: Gwar. Hell-O. Gwar Theme.

Gazing through that toothy maw
You could not conceive what I saw
In my land there is no sun
In my country there are no guns, okay

'Cause we are GWAR
And we'll go far
We've got guitars
We'll eat your car
GWAR, GWAR, GWAR, GWAR

Gazing through that toothy maw
You could not conceive what I saw
In my land there is no sun
In my country there are no guns, okay

'Cause we are GWAR
And we'll go far
We've got guitars
We'll go to war
GWAR, GWAR, GWAR, GWAR

Steel and leather, whips and chains
We've learned how to enjoy pain
Life in a cage ain't too groovy
Now only the penthouse will do me

'Cause we are GWAR
And we'll go far
We've got guitars
We'll go to war
GWAR, GWAR, GWAR, GWAR

GWAR, GWAR, GWAR, GWAR