Snake

Snakin' me way across the grass
Slitherin' slippery snaky snake
Greasy snake, about to pass
Curl 'me self up, around a rake

Sunnin' myself in my snaky place
I'm looking good like a snake in the grass
Guns don't kill people, snakes do
The warm stone makes me feel alive

I'm the snake of the century
With my slippery, scaly skin
I slither 'round the country
Bittin' kiddies in the shin

Sunnin' myself in my snaky place
I'm looking good like a snake in the grass
Guns don't kill people, snakes do
The warm stone makes me feel alive

You can kill me with a shovel
Stuff me in a hessian sack
But not by the hair of my snaky snake snake

Snake

Sunnin' myself in my snaky place
I'm looking good like a snake in the grass
Guns don't kill people, snakes do
The warm stone makes me feel alive

Come with me to a snaky place
Where we can snake together forever and ever

Snakes are good for lots of things
Leather, pets and stringy meat
Smooth round body and nice texture
Scales, I wanna hug a snake all day

Snakes are good
Snakes are green
You'll get scared from my slick sheen
Snakes run free
Thick as your knee
A snake I am
A snake I'll be



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Writer(s): Chubb
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