Party Slug I'm a gastro, gastropod got no religion, got no god I crawl in the marsh today looking for amobea for which to prey I breath with cutaneous respiration I don't belong to the Aryan Nation I'm a slimy fucker & I love lollypops and suckers. Follow my slimy trail to me it will shine in the pail moonlight it will lead straight to my heart my slug-love is not to part keep those margaritas away from me the salt on the rim makes me turn green and I bubble and I die you don't want to hear a slug cry. Party slug party slug catching rays and doing slug drugs feeling fine, got no slime slime on down the line Party slug a hearty slug valiant slug and noble slug if I had teeth I'd drink your blood or grease you with the slime of my love or slime off into the sun there's only so much a slug has to say. Eye stalks dripping blood I want to be the slug of love feel the kiss of slimy steel this is how all us slugs feel sitting here on the couch slugs don't feel pain we don't go "ouch" slimy slug of love. Slime on down the line