Hey Kiddies, Lets Sing a Song about Gagh

[starguard]

Gagh sits alone and watch the lights
His only friend through drunken nights
And evrything he's heard today
he's read about it on TK

We gave him all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds - and prison bars
We made em laugh - we made em cry
Drugs made him feel like he could fly

He wont become some background noise
A pedophile for girls and boys
He doesnt know or just dont care
And just complain cause he's losing his hair
He had his fun, he had the power
For EVERY hour is Happy Hour
Radio

All we hear is radio gagh gagh
Radio goo goo
Radio gagh gagh

All we hear is radio gagh gagh
Radio blah blah

Troll Kingdom whats new?
Gagh, Mrs Manners still loves you

We watch him clown - we watch the stars
We watched him placed behind bars
We hardly need to use our ears
How Gagh never changes through the years

Lets hope you never leave old friend
Like all good things on you we depend
So stick around cos we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You had your time you had the power
Youve yet to have your finest hour
Radio

All we hear is radio gagh gagh
Radio goo goo
Radio gagh gagh
All we hear is radio gagh gagh
Radio goo goo
Radio gagh gagh
All we hear is radio ga ga
Radio blah blah

Troll Kingdom whats new?
Mrs Manners still loves you

Radio gagh gagh
Radio gagh gagh
Radio gagh gagh
Radio

You had your time you had the power
Youve yet to have your finest hour
Gagh


LONG LIVE GAGH

:ramen:

 

[Panda]

 

[jack]

I'd rather write an original one.

Gagh flaps on giant ears
the wind beneath they tell the tale
of spamming tsunami in their veil
the mine field came unto the fold

The WRESTLER one must not forget
the roots that surely brought you here
some chinese food, a little flat
one hundred thousand posts he shat

and in the sky
the larks still bravely singing fly
scarce heard 'neath the spam below

WE ARE THE GAGH
till badlands fly
we live
smell dawn
saw sunset glow

now we lie in the mine field

In gagh's big ears
the poppies grow
between the crosses row on row
that mark our place.

 

[Grammour Boy]

Gagh is god.

 

[jack]

Gagh certainly pwns you body and soul.

 

[Gagh]

Well, there you go.

 

[jack]

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[Leslie Vandenburg]

Here is a song about Jack:

"I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain,
But its all right now, in fact, its a gas!
But its all right. Im jumpin Jack-Ass,
Its a gas! gas! gas!

I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag,
I was schooled with a strap right across my back,
But its all right now, in fact, its a gas!
But its all right, Im jumpin Jack-Ass,
Its a gas! gas! gas!

I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead.
I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled.
I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was crowned with a spike right thru my head.
But its all right now, in fact, its a gas!
But its all right, Im jumpin Jack-Ass,
Its a gas! gas! gas!

Jumping Jack-Ass, its a gas
Jumping Jack-Ass, its a gas
Jumping Jack-Ass, its a gas
Jumping Jack-Ass, its a gas
Jumping Jack-Ass

 

[jack]

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[Kitty]

Heres a pic of Jack and Gagh singing a song about TK.

 

[jack]

Gagh is god.

I agree.

 

[Dark Pickle]

Funny thread :laugh:

 

[Gagh]

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