Don't Funk With A Bog Hag
2024-04-19
Creado por himbotwink con Udio AI
Lyrics
Fog atop, the waters... Raising up, Witch daughters. Smell that moisture in the air? A Bog Hag must be there! Enter her Divine Aura Become a Sub-space explorer She's a Mistress of Miasma She'll lick up your blood plasma! {Bridge} Swamp Goddess, Bog Hag. Headdress of, a slain stag. Witch E woman. Voo Doo. Cooking up, her, man stew! Bog hag! Boss Hoss! Do what she wanna do! Don’t funk with a Bog Hag! There ain’t no, Worse Curse. She'll turn you in to, To a man-leather purse! Ya don't Funk with a Bog Hag! Don’t you do it now! Never! Never! Never! No! You better run boy! Run back to your Momma now. Don’t funk around here no more. The swamp ain’t no place for a tasty treat like you...
