Motherslug (the Mother Of All Slugs)

Acrimony

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...