Sammy - Gwar

(I love you, Sammy-boy

I love the rain)

Quinine, Key Lime

Ohh little Sammy-boy

He was a boy

He was a fine child

He had the leather boots

And the riding crop in

Jerusalem

Oh Sammy

My slap-hap-pappy man clam

We’ve come

To take you home

But Sammy, where are you?

Sammy, where are you?

Sammy, where are you?

Sammy, where are you?

Sammy, where are you?

Sammy Sam

Sammy, where are you?

They said

Said you’re a star who

Recognized to the other side

Oh Sammy, would you be my bride?

What’s that?

What’s to be with you?

Have to kiss

Those who would kill you

Have to try for the other side

Oh can you live my life?

Sammy, where are you?

Sammy, where are you?

What were you going through?

Satanic Black Jew

Black!

Jew!

Black!

Jew!

Black!

Jew!

Coo-coo-coo-ca-choo

Waffle bucket brigade

Consorting with the queen of the dead

Billy Boy

Timmy Toy

Jimmy Joy

Joe!

And I said Billy Boy

And then he said Timmy Toy

Ma-ma-mommy little Billy Boy

Joe!

Oh Sammy!

My slap-hap-pappy-ma'am (My slap-hap-pappy-ma'am)

We’ve come

To take you home

Kneeling at the altar

Rolling like a log

Drinking with the Rat Pack

Barking like a dog

We’ve come to admire you

Not even Frank could fire you

Oh yeah

We’ve come to take you home

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul they said you sold

Oh yeah

We’ve come to take you

(We've come to take, we’ve come to take, we’ve come to take)

Oh yeah

(My slap-hap-pappy-ma'am)

Oh yeah

We’ve come to take you home

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul, you sold your soul

You said you sold, you sold your soul

For rock and roll

(Ooh!

Ahh!

Ooh!

Ahh!

Ooh!

Ahh!

Ooh!

Ahh!

Oo-oo-ee-ee-aa-aa-oo-oo-aa-aa-aa

Oo-oo-ee-ee-aa-aa-oo-oo-aa-aa-aa)

Whoa yeah!

(Oo-oo-ee-ee-aa-aa-oo-oo-aa-aa-aa

Oo-oo-ee-ee-aa-aa-oo-oo-aa-aa-aa)

With your shining teeth of gold (Oo-oo-ee-ee-aa-aa-oo-oo-aa-aa-aa)

And your soul they said (Oo-oo-ee-ee-aa-aa-oo-oo-aa-aa-aa)

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul they said

Your soul

soul

And a shiny little pocket

We put it all away

Save you up for another day

I’ve come to buff your slab

I know it makes you mad

Tiny little mice nibbling on your gonads

Tiny belly button is an innie and an outtie

And a shouty…

A shouty at home!