Texty: Gwar. America Must Be Destroyed. Ham On The Bone.

Can you hear the whispering wind
Over the screams of your dying friends?
Did you know your life is mine?

Chorus: You know what I got
Ham on the bone
A little thing I just can't leave alone
Now I feel the purpose of my life defined
Ham on the bone is mine

Now you are called
To the desperate scene at the throbbing ball
And you'll do it all, now you've become my geni-thrall

(chorus)

Ham on Ham, Ham on the ham on the ham on [x5]

Now my hand grasp
my throbbing root and shan't unclasp
Go to the head of the class
as I madly stoke my flaccid shaft

(chorus)

Ham Ham Ham Ham - Ham on the Bone [x4]