Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?



A grizzled face from the days of my youth

Where is Zog?

Taught me to behave in a manner uncouth

Where is Zog?

How to kill child, how to raise dog

Somebody tell me where the hell is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Together we dove into oceans of war

Where is Zog?

Hacking and whacking through trenches of gore

Where is Zog?



Spewed death and hatred from a golden battle barge

Wherever Zog is living I'm sure that he's living large

On the world scumdoggir I first met general Zog

On his way from burning the satanic synagogue

Processions of his captive slaves were part of his great booty

He took them to the emperor, he always did his duty

His battle cattle, bloated bleeding, simply put, spectacular

The lore of war (which he adored) was part of the vernacular

I was one of many who begged to join his fell legion

They wouldn't take just anyone, unless you were norwegian!



Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?

Where is Zog?



I mounted the great porno-cow

And became a scumdog

I ritually defiled myself

And signed the captains Log

Finally brought before Zog

He slathered me with piss

Draining his bowels took several years

And not did one drop miss

And then his eyes fell, upon mine

There came a hellish glow

It wasn't love or hate you see, it was

Well I don't know



I was hard to win his praise, despite each bloody victory

No matter how many I slew he always was a dick to me

But nothing suck-ceeds like suck-cess so I got straight to work

Crushing babies, torching worlds and acting like a jerk

The war we waged destroyed the suns and left the planets flattened

Simply put it was the worst thing that had ever happened

And Zog, our leader, glorious, sporting a great erection!

His war0skill was notorious, we always took direction



Many have mocked us, many have died

We don't need to succeed so we don't even try

Destined to godhood, to many's dismay

Just lords and masters of all we survey...

It could not be more clear, it's not fucking braille

A bleeding and bloated and bloody harvest of entrails

Squirming from my dick-slit, they look like shell-less snails!

Compared to my crimes, Hitler's pale

Compared to my crimes

Compared to my crimes

Hitler's pale