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The Dreaded Air Herpes
03:18
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"The Dreaded Air Herpes"
Lyrics by Goreshack
[Thor] It used to be reserved for the offenders of the flesh
Whores and sluts and cocksmen only felt its painful wrath
Five seconds of fun is all it took for your junk to bleed and ooze
Like a zombies face covered in mace or a hookers ravaged taint
But that's all changed now through the wonders of modern science
It spreads through coughs and sneezes from doctors to their clients
The dreaded air herpes will sear your nob until you reek of pus and bile
[Thor and Darren] The smell of all the cock rot soars and spreads for yards and miles
[Thor] The dreaded air herpes will solve all the worlds problems
They will kill off the weak, we can blame it on Obama
The smell of oozing lesions and Valtrex fills the air
[Darren] This floating death disease will fuck you up, I don't fucking care
[Thor] Genetically altered herpes created in a lab by nerds with beakers
They sprouted wings like insects and tiny claws with fucking pinchers
[Darren] The swarms are thick and black and move real fast and loudly screech
[Thor and Darren] Run for your life I see the herpes flying down the beach!
[Dialog]
[Will]: Hey man, what'd that guy say?
[Justin]: He said the dreaded air herpes, man!
[Thor]: Ah SHIT!
[Thor] They'll fly into your clothes and claw their way into your junk
You'll stink so bad you'll think you had just screwed a fucking skunk
You scream and shake and flop around like an old and dying moth
The only way to save yourself is to just saw off your cock
It used to be reserved for the offenders of the flesh
Whores and sluts and cocksmen all felt its painful wrath
Five seconds of fun is all it took for your junk to bleed and ooze
Like a zombies face covered in mace or a hookers ravaged taint
Fuck!
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Monsterbation
04:10
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"Monsterbation"
Lyrics by Goreshack
[Thor] I'm alone in the dark
With a horror movie on a Friday night
It's nearing the shower scene
And my shorts don't feel right
Is it a tiny monster? Or an alien with a chain?
A flesh eating worm? No, it's just my stiff wang
I'm up all night with Rhonda
That slut that's on the tube
The slasher flicks she shows
Are the only way I get to scope boobs
It's 3 AM and I'm laying, jerking in my bed
Hanging with my buddies Freddy, Jason, and Pinhead
This frantic masturbation isn't easy to explain
Most normal people would find it either morbid or lame
But the chicks I dig, the ones that do it for me
[Thor and Darren]Are the ones with their tits out just before they get cleaved
[Thor and Darren] This is my addiction but it's not really that bad
I just beat off to movies where naked chicks get sawed in half
It's late on the weekend, I can't avoid the temptation
It's time for another round of what I call Monsterbation
The constant screaming gore makes the girl who's visiting sick
The Blob's not what we're watching, but what's coming out of my dick
[Thor and Darren] This is my addiction but it's not really that bad
I just beat off to movies where naked chicks get sawed in half
It's late on the weekend, I can't avoid the temptation
It's time for another round of what I call Monsterbation
[Dialog]
[Darren]: Hey man, what's going on?
[Justin]: Uh, uh, not much man!
[Darren]: Man what the fuck, are you beating off to the channel 9 movie again?
[Justin]: Yeah, so what!
[Darren]: Man you better stop that shit or something fucked up's gonna happen!
[Justin]: Bullshit! Now stop trying to call me when you know I'm jerkin off, buttmunch!
[Thor] Then something awkward happened my last time whacking off
[Darren] My skin it cracked and split and well, it started falling off
[Thor] I started moaning like a 'tard, what was happening to me?!
[Thor and Darren] I guess all that Monsterbation turned me into a zombie
Fuck yeah Monsterbation!
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The Weredude
04:58
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"The Weredude"
Lyrics by Goreshack and Thomas Kempen
[Thor] Greg was an average guy
He wasn’t very cool
He'd go to work day after day
And wear the same douchebag suit
Then one day Greg went into a rage
Drank a ton of malt liquor, and caught some brutal waves
Then underneath the light of the moon he was reborn
A monster called the Weredude burst into form
[Thor and Darren] Clad in sweatpants
Fresh hightop shoes
Long mangled hair
And an appetite for brews
An insatiable maniac
With a penchant for thrashin'
[Thor]Preening his were-doo to maintain his were-tude
He slashes up your guts then makes you his were-food
He rifles through your pockets and he steals all your bucks
Then he laces up his Chucks to destroy bands that suck
[Dialog]
[Sam]: Holy shit, it's the Weredude!
[Justin]: Where dude?!
He rends and raves and kills your worthless brood unseen
Leaving crude and twisted bodies as he slobbers and slathers
Then he gulps down your blood at the fresh murder scene
When the cops arrived he just sat there and cackled
Then he killed ten people when they put him in shackles
He pissed onto their bodies and then he sprint and he ran
And then ate somebodies spleen behind an old garbage can
Then one day, they locked him in a cage
Didn't give him malt liquor, or any brutal waves
They exposed him for hours to the light of the day
Hoping it would somehow turn him back into Greg
Greg, Greg, Greg, Greg, Greg, Greg, Greg, Greg!
He cursed and shat, he swore and spat
He would never again be Greg
He would lick some boots or swear off cooch
Before we'd ever see that day
The Weredude yelled and he screamed
And his head was filled with rage
He gripped his thighs and he crossed his eyes
And went into a daze
He started to quake, the ground started to shake
Then he farted so hard that it melted the cage
An insatiable maniac
With a penchant for thrashin'
Preening his were-doo to maintain his were-tude
He slashes up your guts then makes you his were-food
He rifles through your pockets and he steals all your bucks
Then he laces up his Chucks to destroy bands that suck
And on that day, he broke out of his cage
Robbed a store for malt liquor, and drank it by the waves
So underneath the light of the Moon or the Sun
If you see the Weredude, you'd better run
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G.S.M. (Gore Surf Metal)
02:54
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"G.S.M. (Gore Surf Metal)"
Lyrics by Goreshack
[Thor]
We're not here to be The Smiths
We're not here to jack your dicks
We are here to rip your head off
And fill it with fish jizz
[Darren]
We blast and skank and mosh
And we don't give a fuck
We'll beat your hipster ass
And fuck your girlfriend's cunt
[Thor]
We all wear Hawaiin shirts
[Darren]
And dig on sluts in short grass skirts
[Sam]
We all dig on straight blast beats
[Gang]
We all eat zombie meat!
[Thor]
This isn't shit from Urban Outfitters
It's music for the dead while they're fucking your sister
[Darren]
We rape and pillage with all our might
We'll burn you on a pyre built from fixed gear bikes
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Goreshack is a surf inspired Death Metal band hailing from the trashy beaches of Wormwood Beach.
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