Acrimony Motherslug (the Mother Of All Slugs)
Dancin' mother, twirling round, Barefood dancin' Mother naked, sing to me A song of wonder Dancin' mother, up in the sky As old as time There's a wind amongst the trees swirling round Yeah... Dancin' Mother, come join our tribe And we'll get high So dance the dance around the fire I'll take you there. Dancin' mother In these woods Come mix your magic So take me home, to our planet, far away. Yeah...