Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rot Gut, artist - Ghoul. Album song We Came for the Dead!!!, in the genre
Date of issue: 11.01.2002
Record label: Tankcrimes
Song language: English
Rot Gut |
Ill take all the guts from a rotten old stiff |
And choose what I want with a taste or a whiff |
Pack them in jars and infuse them with yeast |
To brew up a batch for the next midnight feast |
My skill as a brewer has never been met |
Severed head '87 is my best vintage yet |
We drink til we’re knackered on putrefied pus |
A chaser of lymph really gives me a rush |
Rot Gut |
Despoiling the dead for a high |
Rot Gut |
A quart of blood for a quart of rye |
Rot Gut |
Brandy from bile makes a killer flambe' |
Rot Gut |
A jigger of rot gut makes my day |
My moonshine goes with any dish |
And makes belches taste like rancid fish |
Hot lung-buttered rum is my specialty du jour |
And an excellent rot gut hangover cure |
Rot Gut |
Despoiling the dead for a high |
Rot Gut |
A quart of blood for a quart of rye |
Rot Gut |
Brandy from bile makes a killer flambe' |
Rot Gut |
A jigger of rot gut makes my day |
My cup runneth over |
Bile gurgles down my throat |
A beer bong of unraveled guts |
Spills over with a suet-beer float |
A carton of booze made from rancid secretions |
Public hair garnish, the finishing touch |
Vittreous vino, we heartily glug |
But we’d never use alcohol as a crutch |
ROT GUT !!! |