Tick-tits Lyrics - Bloody Pit Of Horror - Gwar

Lets go Tick-tits! 

Well have you seen her tits? 

When they are covered in ticks 

It's shit like that 

That makes monks shag their wicks 

Say have you seen her ticks? 

Sucking on her tits? 

Not even dog-tits are better than this 

Unless of course they are covered in ticks 

What could be better than ticks on your tits? 

Except for Dick-tits, all up in the slit 

And also, your Mothers a whore 

The ticks got so big they won't fit through the door 

Have you seen her tits when they're covered in ticks 

Let's all go lick them then pop them with sticks 

Tick-tits are growning, they're saggy and grey 

And once you fuck tick-tits you'll never go gay 

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Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

I love 

Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

Tick-tits, dick-slit, sick shit 

uuuugghhh 

Have you seen her tits? 

Underneath all of those ticks? 

Baggy and saggy and filled up with pus 

This is your Mom, she hangs out with us... 

Dammit I love me some ticks 

So do the wops and the micks 

And if you don't you outta... 

The Mexicans love a bug Tick-tit pinata 

I am addicted to ticks 

And I don't wanna sound like a prick 

So many ticks you can't see her at all 

If it keeps up like this she'll be banned from the mall 

Now let's set fire to the ticks! 

It's as easy as flicking your Bic! 

The tick-titted wonder is bursting with flame 

Her tits are on fire-I don't know her name 

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Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

I love 

Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

tick-tits, dick-slit, sick shit 

uuuugghhh 

I got this job in ebay 

They sent me to scrape out her flap 

Never guessed id be so impressed 

By her tick-tit-dick-slit trap 

Just a flopping mass of grayish skin 

Oozing ichor from every crease 

Did I forget to mention 

She's morbidly obese? 

Tick-tits 

Tick-tits 

Tick-tits, oh Tick-tits, pleased clean out your gash 

Tick-tits 

a rugby team is at the door, we really need the cash 

Tick-tits 

Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

Tick-tits, Tick-tits 

I love 

Tick-tits, dick-slit, sick shit 

uuuugghhh 

Her suffering is over now 

She found death, I pray 

Her body so covered in insects 

Haven't seen her face for days 

Her mung-encrusted 'ginal hole 

Became a swarming insect bowl 

Baggy and saggy 

And puffy and gross 

The talk of the town! 

The toast of the coast!