Dirt

New Crass Gate

Sour grapes - featuring Wretched Immortal

Decontrol

Neutanz

Crass label spin off

Kings Crass

Anarcho Punk Classics

Insurrection and revolution - featuring Wretched Immortal

Grunk the Smasher, coming Summer 2026 by Trash Film Orgy
Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGMMpTZ3YHM

Who's Laughing Last Now? 
(Grunk The Smasher Theme)

[Verse 1]
He heard her name on a whisper of flame,
Through blood and thunder, through ruin and rain.
The prophecy spoke of a maiden divine—
But Grunk just heard, “she’s hot, she’s mine!”

[Pre-Chorus]
He’s got the brawn, not the brains,
Got the heart of a beast on chains.

[Chorus]
Who’s laughing last now?!
He’s breaking the gates, he’s taking the crown!
Not for glory, not for renown—
He just wants love… or something like it now!

[Verse 2]
He’s crossed the pits, he’s slain the damned,
With lust as his compass and fate in his hand.
The wizard Zahvang thinks it’s all profound—
But Grunk just wants to get her gown unbound.

[Pre-Chorus]
The gods look down in disbelief,
As Grunk turns lust into legend and grief.

[Chorus]
Who’s laughing last now?!
He’s swinging his hammer, he’s taking his vow!
The world might burn, but he’ll still plow—
Grunk the Smasher’s coming somehow!

[Bridge (Spoken)]
“O mighty princess, your beauty… moves me.
Also, I move me. Mostly I move me.”

[Bridge (Instrumental)]

[Bridge (Vocal Return)]
He’d fight the stars, he’d punch the sun,
He’d storm the heavens just to get it done!
The gods all sigh, the angels frown,
But he’s still shouting, “Take me now!”

[Final Chorus]
Who’s laughing last now?!
The wizard’s dust, the tower’s come down!
The princess faints, he’s asking how—
“Was that good for you?” Oh wow!
Who’s laughing last now?!

[Outro]
He’ll never write poems, he’ll never learn math,
But he carved his name on the warrior’s path.
And if love’s a lie, he’ll take his bow—
Grunk the Smasher’s laughing…
who’s laughing last now?!

Who's Laughing Last Now?

Grunk The Smasher: The Musical
“Certain Peril” - Grunk's Epic Solo
Music & Lyrics by Wayne T Baker


Lyrics:

Grunk fight monsters.
Grunk fight fear.
Grunk smash certain peril… 
just to get here.

Evil wizard Zahvang say,
“Help conquer world
then you get tiny dancing girl...
that will be your… reward.”

And to Grunk...
“Reward” mean… 
sexy time.

Grunk conquer cave, he not afraid,
Labyrinth not stop him getting laid
Every step, Grunk hear her name,
Tiny dancing girl inside his brain.
Grunk heart boom like battle drum,
Grunk think “when this over… Grunk get princess to come...
...to him.”

Through every trap, through blood, through slime,
Grunk crush monsters in record time
When armor off and torchlights dim,
Princess finally sleep with him.

Grunk fight monsters, Grunk have no fear,
All for promise in Grunk ear.
No sex for Grunk if he dead,
Grunk only stiff if he with princess in bed.

Grunk smash walls, Grunk smash gloom,
Want to put a mini Grunk in princess womb.
But when dust clear in that room…
Grunk realize he shouldn't  assume.

Troll swing club, vine try to choke,
Skeleton King break Grunk’s cloak.
Witch’s poison teeth in Grunk thick skin,
Grunk still smile, think “Grunk still win.”

Grunk bleed on stone, but Grunk don’t care,
’Cause princess bare in Grunk prayers.
Every wound, a little price,
For night with girl who probably smell nice.

Through catacombs, through dust and scream,
Grunk chase tiny dancing dream.
Evil wizard, liar supreme,
Sold Grunk nothing but a worthless wet dream.

Grunk climb tower, reach her gate,
Princess impatient, say “you too late.”
No soft bed, no honeymoon,
Just Grunk alone in empty room.

Grunk say, “Princess, me save life.
Grunk think maybe… you be wife.
If that too clingy, that’s all right,
Grunk can settle for just one night.”

She roll eyes, turn face away,
Say “that not very romantic way!”

Grunk never learned the rules of shame,
Grunk think “save world” mean “win game.”
And “win game” mean Grunk get reward —
Sexy time is what wizard assured.

If no prize for all this pain,
It make no sense in Grunk's brain 
Grunk smash maze, don't understand... why
He alone with Little Grunk in his hand?

Little Grunk deserve more than just Grunk hand…

Grunk smash evil, fight through night,
Grunk do everything mostly right.
Crossing rivers, through blood and stone,
Grunk still crawl back to cave alone.

Grunk want love, not just scars,
Tired of wenches he find in bars.
Grunk hold torch inside this tomb,
Lighting up his certain doom.

(voice cracks, then climbs)
Maybe love not prize you earn,
Not just “Grunk smash, now Grunk turn.”
Maybe heart not battle quest,
Not just “save girl, then he get sex.”

But Grunk still man with needs and sweat,
Magician promise he not forget.
If girl say “no” to Grunk’s big heart,
Grunk still sing like work of art.

Still sing… still smash!

Grunk fight monsters, Grunk fight fear,
Screaming love that no one hear.
Broken armor, shattered glass in room,
Echo loud with certain doom.

Grunk want touch, not just the fight,
Grunk want warm in cold of night.
She not feel spark Grunk felt
So looks like Grunk just smash… himself.

Grunk Trailer

Certain Peril (Grunk The Smasher: The Musical)

“COME IN MY CATACOMBS (Smash Me Slow)”

(Tiny Dancing Girl ft. Grunk the Smasher)
music & lyrics by wayne t baker

(soft laugh)
Down here in the dark… torches low…
Grunk, this ain’t a battlefield.
You found the Catacombs — my Catacombs.
Come in if you dare.
Smash me slow.


Dust on the stones, heat in the wall,
You busted through like you heard a call.
Skeletons sway where the bassline drops,
You look confused, but you don’t stop.


You say “me smash,” I say “not yet.”
You move too fast, you ain’t there yet.


Smash me slow, feel that flow,
You don’t need brute force to make it show.
Smash me slow, keep that low,
If you want this dance, learn the tempo.
(whispered echo) Come in my catacombs…


You smell like battle, fire, and sweat,
Your hammer’s the only thing working yet.
You talk too much, let the rhythm speak,
Hands on my hips, bass hits deep.
You lean in close, armor creaks,
This ain’t a fairy tale — it’s mystique.


You say “me conquer,” I say “please.”
Learn my tempo if you want release.


Smash me slow, don’t lose control,
The night’s still young, your mind still old.
Smash me slow, keep it low,
This ain’t a quest — it’s a show.
(whispered) Come in my catacombs… yeah…


Mmm… yeah…
Drop that hammer, not the beat.
You can’t fight rhythm with steel and meat.
(whispered) You won’t need your hammer to smash me.
Follow my hips, forget the fight,
Just breathe real slow in the torchlight.
(whispered) Come in my catacombs… come inside…


Yo — Grunk in the cave, torch so dim,
Found a tiny girl, had to dance with her hymn.
Fought ten rats, and a troll on fire,
Now me sweaty, full of desire.
She say “slow down,” Grunk hear “attack,”
Tried to dip, almost broke his back.
Whole room shake, sound like doom,
Bass so thick it filled the room.
She say “boy, you dumb, but sweet,”
Grunk say “yeah, me complete.”


Smash me slow, feel that glow,
You don’t need a war to let it show.
Smash me slow, deep below,
Just aim for my heart when you’re ready to blow.
(whispered echo) Come in my catacombs…


You really thought this was a rescue?
Go on, hero…
Come in my catacombs… and smash me slow.


Come In My Catacombs (RnB Refrain)

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