At home we're bored
Just got off another shitty tour
Moat filled with flaming pus
Sleazy - he won't talk to us
Fondle fish in way illegal
Coffin filled with dirty needles
Blimey, blimey
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Blimey, blimey, go
Bio-mutant sexy maid
Heave it down the balustrade
We indulge in naughty fun
Give it fish, tell it to run
Sexy's flanks are torn and rent
Slimey's on the rag again
Blimey, blimey
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Blimey
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Blimey, blimey, go
That's right folks, here in the hall of human hatred
We've got some of your most inspired brethren
Genocidal maniacs who carved their way through the history books
Straight into your hearts
We've got Caligula, mad emperor of Rome
Whose purges consumed thousands
On his blazing altar of syphilis
Or how about Giles Lavalle
Medieval crusader of God's will
Whose search for the elixir of life
Led to the ritual satanic killings
Of hundreds of Parisian youth?
Or Julius, religious despot
Whose slaughter of the intelligentsia of Milan
Gave him the nickname of "The Warrior Pope"
That's right, some of the greatest mass murderers
In your sad, yet vibrant history, are here enshrined
Impaled and pumped with agonizing life
Tummies tingle
Tongues a-mingle
Forced extraction
Of corn-choked shingle
Bristling amoeba hole
Madly flailing porno-cow
Matching cunt for every bowl
Get me on the road right now
Blimey, blimey
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Blimey
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Blimey
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Blimey
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Waddaya do when you feel like that?
Blimey, blimey, go
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