Stumpy's on the Loose Again

Stumpy's on the loose again

Old Stump is on the loose
They drove him away
He went without a fight
Didn't feel right

How'd it all go down under the ficas?
Was there a throwdown, a rumble, a ruckus
They caught him by surprise
No time for goodbyes

Old stompin' grounds
He's biding his time
In disguise
He gets what he needs and bites the hand that feeds

We don't want your kind 'round here
Stumpy's on the loose again
No we don't want your kind 'round here

No we don't want your kind 'round here
Stumpy's on the loose again
We don't want your kind 'round here

Old Stump is on the loose
They drove him away
Yeah they shunned him
He went without a fight
That bird done flown and it didn't feel right

Old stompin' grounds
He's biding his time
In disguise
He gets what he needs and bites the hand that feeds

They thought he was a goner but the Stumps came back
Crowin' as he flies
Those beady little eyes

No we don't want your kind 'round here
Stumpy's on the loose again
We don't want your kind 'round here

We don't want your kind 'round here
Stumpy's on the loose again
We don't want your kind 'round here

No we don't want your kind 'round here, round here
Stumpy's on the loose again
We don't want your kind 'round here



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Writer(s): Emilie-claire Barlow, Steve Webster
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