GWAR - Je M'appelle J. Cousteau Lyrics
I Was There At The Cattle Fair, WhereLump Fairies Swear At Glories Far Be-Yond The Fabric That She Wears. He Said"do Ya Wanna Chair?" I'd Join Him Any-Where! A Hole In The Ground, In ThisTheatre I Found J.c.'s Infernal Horde--They Caper, They Banter, Forming HumanPyramids, All To Please--their InfernalLord...whoa! His Name Is J. Cousteau!!!A ***** And I Know You Know!! I KnowYou Know, And There He Goes. He Goes AndGrows, On Gosh, He Knows--aboard TheCalypso!! The Foam Beside, And A BurlySea To Ride, All Spell Goodness For TheMaster Of The Whirling Pimple Tides.He Tried And Fried Until The RustedHinges Sighed, And Then He SteppedInside! He Found Her There, SwimmingIn Her Seaweed Hair, Looking VaguelyLike A Lover Who Has Hung Herself WithUnderwear--phosphorescent Green AndThe Sex-act Made Obscene, In JacquesGalleon Of Hatred--this Wrinkled French-Man Is A Living God!!!Cousteau, You Know, Where The DyingDolphins Go, And The Wasteland Ever Growing,Never Slowing Till It's Far Below--put ItOn Your T.v. Show--and Let The HumansKnow!!!
