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Blood Whips & Vomit

Blood Whips & Vomit (1990)

All lyrics on this page (c) 1990 by Dethkorpz, All Rights Reserved

We Are Dethkorpz

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocals: Beth, Anus & K.K.

Solos:

Beth (electric guitar)

K.K. (electric guitar)

Anus (electric guitar)

K.K. (harmonica)

Anus (saxophone)

K.K. (acoustic slide guitar)

Beth (accordion)

Anus (electric guitar)

Hey mama!
There ain't not no time to pray
Cuz we're DETHKORPZ
And we're here to play!
You know you can't make us go away
Cuz we're DETHKORPZ
And we're here to SLAAAAY!!!

DETHKORPZ!
Mosh Kings
DETHKORPZ!
Hard Things
DETHKORPZ!
No Lie
DETHKORPZ!
YOU DIE!!!
Gunn Like a Penis

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Beth Errection

Guitar solo: K.K.

Keyboard solo: Anus

Kip Winger is the hottest thing in rock
And don't you forget it wuss
He's got a gunn like a cock
In need of a feline puss

Yeah! Woah Yeah!
Yeah! Woah Yeah!
Yeah! Woah Yeah!
Oh! Woah No!

Adam Curry is TV's main man
He's the King of No Attention Span
He walks through the smoke
And look at that main
Like a post-atomic God
BUT HE MUST BE SLAIN!

Yeah! Woah Yeah!
Yeah! Woah Yeah!
Yeah! Woah Yeah!
Oh! Woah No!
Flaming Deth

(c) 1991 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: K.K. Korpz (with Anus)

Guitar solos: K.K.

The fury of the Fuhrer his Evil Will Be Done
Forced into the chamber it's as hot as the sun
Concentration days with bloodbath nights
Take the flaming exit from this thing called Life

Can not take the pain
Want only escape
Taste the flaming fire
Deth is my desire
Fire! Flaming Deth!
Fire! Draw last breath!

Ovens of Germany open up and let me in
Had enuff of this Hell where I can not win
Like my flesh O Searing Tongue
Ribs of fire enclose Heart, Spleen, Lung!

Can not take the pain
Want only escape
Taste the flaming fire
Deth is my desire
Fire! Flaming Deth!
Fire! Draw last breath!

I kiss intoxicating wall of gas
I breathe blistering bunsen burner
I become human torch!
Stud

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: K.K. Korpz

Stud Stud I'm a Stud
Stud Stud I'm a Stud
The girls all know I'm cool
They all know I'm boss
I'm a Love Machine
And I'm hung like a horse!

Leather Leather I like Leather
Leather Leather I like Leather
Peaople say I'm sick
They say I'm depraved
Listen to them Not!
I don't want my soul saved

Whips Whips I Need Whips!
Whips Whips I Need Whips!
I got a long nasty thang
With some little metal balls
It's my Whip! Whip! Whip!
And I'm going to kill you all!
War

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Anus Oatmeal

Guitar solos: K.K and Anus

General sez let's go to War
I don't even know what for
Guess I'll have to go away
But I don't want to die today

War! War! War! War!

Men with shovels digging Graves
Be a slave, don't be a slave
Can you tell me the reason why
I should want to go and Die?

War! War! War! War!
Boiling Corpses in a Pot

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocals: K.K., Beth and Anus

Guitar solos: Anus

Fought with Bill - that little snot!
Fought with Jill - now they're shot!
They made me kill, they deserve what they got!
Better do something before they rot

Boiling Corpses in a pot
Stir 'em up, nice and hot
Boiling Corpses in a pot
Yum Yum! I'll eat a lot

Hey! What's that?
A Corpse on the cot!
I will add it to my pot
Lots of Corpses have I got!

Boiling Corpses in a pot
Stir 'em up, nice and hot
Boiling Corpses in a pot
Yum Yum! I'll eat a lot

Bleeding Corpse does not clot
Hemophiliac have I got
Should I cook? Maybe not
I don't know what disease it caught

Boiling Corpses in a pot
Stir 'em up, nice and hot
Boiling Corpses in a pot
Yum Yum! I'll eat a lot

Goin' down to the family plot
There's Uncle Louey, that old sot!
Dig him up he'll be a brat!
Ugh! All these flies I must swat!
She's Only Thirteen

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Anus Oatmeal

Saxophone solo: Beth

My girl is just 13 and she wants to know what love is all about
I'll show her it all just hope her Mama don't find out
She was only 12 last week now she wants to be my freak
She's old enuff now that she really could
If she gets it from me she'll never again get it as good

She's Only 13
But her prepubescent body causes quite a scene
She's Only 13
She's makin' me go crazy, think I almost creamed my jeans!

Now that she's 13 and ripe for the plucking
I'll teach her all about The Art of Making Love
We were havin' such a good old time
How can our love be called a crime?
But now I realize it could never be
I just can't believe the little slut told on me!

She's Only 13
But her prepubescent body causes quite a scene
She's Only 13
She's makin' me go crazy, think I almost creamed my jeans!

Die Adam Curry

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Beth Errection

Your hair is all permy
Your jacket it is Queer
You are such a Wimp
So get off the air!

Die Adam Curry!
Die in a hurry!
Die! Die! Die! Die!
Die Adam Curry!

Adam Curry Die!
Die in a hurry!
Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!
Die Adam Curry!

Let's Boil Xmas

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Anus Oatmeal

Guitar solo: K.K.

(censored)

Lesbo Pussy Feast

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Beth Errection

It's the Boy's Nite Out and the women are stuck at home
They're sick of playing cards so their fingers start to roam
They Bitch and Moan that their men don't love them anymore
Gettin' hotter, within minutes they're rolling around on the floor

Lesbo Pussy Feast
A woman knows what a woman needs
Lesbo Pussy Feast
So good to eat they share their treats

Now they're feeling guilty, they're usually not like this
"It just isn't right!" Woman giving woman bliss
Can't tell their man or give the priest a heart attack
Who can they talk to about their one-time judgement lack?

Women's Secret Confessions
A Woman forgives a Woman's Sins
Women's Secret Confessions
Hope your man ain't listening in

It's the Boy's Nite Out
Hear we go again!

Lesbo Pussy Feast
A woman knows what a woman needs
Lesbo Pussy Feast
So good to eat they share their treats
Shock Value

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: K.K Korpz

Guitar solo: K.K.

Believe it or not I think it's a crock
That man can trust faith over shock
Believe what you will for want of a thrill
Will not drain the ink from my quill
Be Good To All Men day out and day in
FUCK THAT - I JUST WANT TO SIN!!!!

Shock Value! Lotsa slime
Shock Value! So sublime
Shock Value! In prime time
Shock Value! Is not a crime

Flying free as a bird I shit down your throat
I'll take your abortion and feed it to YOU

Blood Whips and Vomit influence your Soul
Shock value mama, Boil Herb Kohl!

Shock Value Baby grab my head . . . .
Burn at the Stake

(c) 1990 Words by Lord Bryon, Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Lord Bryon

Bitch U really pissed me off
I'm going to make you feel my seething pain
I'll wrap U in chains U'll have nothing 2 gain
I'll fuck the Hell out of U til Ure clit falls off

Bondage 2 U is like having no brain is 2 Dan Quayle
So full of fun burning exxtasy
I'll make you burn writhe in fire
Cum on make me feel like the Vienna Boy's Choir
Dumb kunt singe in hell with me

When we arrive I'll make U suck Satan's KOK
Bitch it'll be a real dilemma
When I make you eat out my enema
U really fucked me up
Now Ure gonna burn with me

My cum is as hot as lava
I'll burn a hole in Ure diseased boxx
Gyrate me, put Ure hand on my ROX
Take Ure fingers and ram them up my ass
I'll tie U up and ram my kok down Ure throat!

I Wanna Go To Hell

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: K.K.

Guitar solos: K.K and Anus

Kill me here, kill me now
Your stupidity is too profound
Heaven is full and Hell is free
I need someone to sacrifice me!

I Wanna Go To Hell
Boy, that'd be swell!
I Wanna Go To Hell
Mutiny of my Soul you won't quell!

Send me down, send me now
Deliver me to forbidden ground
Cut out my heart or cut off my head
Do what thou willst I wanna be Dead!

I Wanna Go To Hell
Boy, that'd be swell!
I Wanna Go To Hell
Mutiny of my Soul you won't quell!
Beelzebub

(c) 1990 Words by Lord Bryon, Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Lord Bryon

Guitar solos: Anus

I love this life so full of sin
I’m so bad Satan’s kok I singed
Women hate me cuz I fuck their little kids
Right up their asses in 2 there throats!

Ya I can’t wait 2 get 2 Hell
I want 2 fuck Satan
Ya, rape him and suck his ass dry
I’m ready 2 eat his torrid shit!
Spirits of the Acropolis

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Anus Oatmeal

Guitar solo: K.K

I'm a collector of living bone, a Sepulchral spirit of Evil
My home is under a tombstone in a big black coffin of Evil
The tendrils of my abomination waft through your useless mind
Rue the day that in the dungeon the sacred scrolls you find

The Spirits of the Acropolis
Where the boiling frescoes reside
Ghastly things of Unsought Dread
And ancient ghouls that never died

The horrorful things you dread!
A spontaneously severed head!
Your marrow will run cold with shrieks
As the Demon Lovers wed!

I am the ultimate mutation of my squirming scummy guts
You can only pray for dawn's light as my Flaming Dagger cuts
Rend the flesh from the quiv'ring palm
And watch the wall clock bleed
Can you still question the Grail the spirits need?

The Spirits of the Acropolis
Where the boiling frescoes reside
Ghastly things of Unsought Dread
And ancient ghouls that never died

Have you seen junior's grave?
Bodycount

(c) 1990 Words and Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: K.K.

(Censored)

Incest

(c) 1990 Words by Lord Bryon, Music by Dethkorpz

Lead vocalist: Lord Bryon

Guitar solos: Anus

O Mother I love U like a nun
In godly passion we fuse in the sun
Ure body glows as Ure clothes cum undone
I rise ever higher ever faster as U run

Incest, like being blessed with a nest
Incest, Mother U my sperm will infest
Incest, Incest!
O sister Ure cum tastes the best

Sister sister I’ve loved U since U were born
We played as U ripened like an ear of corn
Without Ure multiple love spasms I’m forlorn
As I watch U grow up needing my love horn

Incest, like being blessed with a nest
Incest, Mother U my sperm will infest
Incest, Incest!
O sister Ure cum tastes the best

Whatever comes up must go down
Mother how does it taste coming out brown?
O little sister U may think me a clown
As I pump gallons of jizz down that cotton frown!

Incest, like being blessed with a nest
Incest, Mother U my sperm will infest
Incest, Incest!
O sister Ure cum tastes the best

 

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