Acrimony

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...