Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jiggle The Handle, artist - Gwar. Album song We Kill Everything (Uncensored), in the genre Date of issue: 01.09.2008
Record label: Metal Blade Records
Song language: English
Jiggle The Handle |
| Coming to feed on the shit from your bodies |
| Your turds have more power than mere human feces |
| Let’s use its great power to recover the pieces |
| Hey! |
| Hey, jackass! |
| Yeah, you! |
| You got to love me so good, baby! |
| Yeah, yeah you can depend on me |
| Depending on if my water’s on |
| If my pipe’s unglogged |
| Ahhh if you’re water-logged |
| Baby, I am the hole |
| I am your toilet bowl |
| I’ll suck your soul, baby |
| Just pay… just pay my shitty toll! |
| Ahhhh… |
| Coated in shit, it gives all you desire |
| Mystical doorway, swirling in mire |
| We’ll use the plunger if blockage won’t budge |
| It’s a door through the Plane of Fudge |
| So many times I have found you |
| Still I always piss on the ground |
| Now I know that I can use you |
| I’m gonna stop fuckin' around |
| If you need shit, baby, I got shit |
| On that, you can depend |
| I’ll pump your stump, you fucking hump |
| My crappy, crap-caked friend |
| The Portal Potty, a gift from the gods |
| Let us pay it tribute and bury our wads |
| I think we know what it’s all about |
| Jiggle the handle, watch something jump out |
| I am a woman and I have my needs |
| You can never really know just when I’ll start to bleed |
| You need my egg, I need your seed |
| But pray at the altar |
| The toilet must feed! |
| Yeah, I’ll bring ya some suckers for a killing spree |
| Just keep that fucking tampon away from me, baby |
| Take in this world, it’s so beautiful |
| Filthy humans, you’re all so full of it |
| That which you can’t stand, you can’t understand |
| Speak the mystic words |
| And bring forth a turd |
| You turn around into it |
| And turn over to me |
| Cross the river, leave the abyss |
| Give the seat of the toilet a kiss |
| Each virgin sacrifice speaks these magic words |
| Well, Jiggle the handle, and call forth a turd |
| Yeah! |
| Here it comes, baby |
| I’m dropping my load |
| I ain’t just on it, I am the commode! |
| Ahhh! |
| The power of the toilet must never be abused |
| He must be plunged, he must be sponged, or carnage could ensue |
| If a dead sheep was to clog him, who knows what could arrive |
| Maybe it’ll bring the Master, wouldn’t that be a surprise? |