Robbie Perrott - Twisted Disco Lyrics

Walking in the woods through the twisted trees
The forest that grows in the in-between
The creature at the crossroads in the forests heart
Says the safest bet is the darkest path
A big blue wasp with neon eyes
Puts a stinger in my neck and I lose my mind
Tweaking in my poes, spinning round and round
And I trip into the middle of a killing ground
One thousand monsters, two feet tall
Tie me up and sound their feasting call
Ag nee ja, fokken ring-a-ling-a-ling
We are the long-lost tribe of Ding
The man eating Dings from the books of old
Razor teeth and eyes made of hot white coals
Wings of dung beetle, skin of eel
Shark skin tongue and a poffader piel
Hear ye hear ye hear ye hear ye
Hear the gong rrring
The Lord the Lord the Lord is come
The Lord of the Dings
A fool a fool a fool a fool
Has come here to die
A feast a feast a feast a feast
A human sacrifice
Not a f*ck am I going to die Ding meat
So I bite through the ropes with my four front teeth
Kick the king Ding in his little Ding dong
And surf down the slope on the big Ding gong
I turn and run down the darkest path
A bearded lizard wizard with a green-toothed laugh says
Boy it looks like you've had a spot of bad luck
So let me tell you how to get yourself unf*cked
Say the magic words for camoflauge
Eenie minie mo, omle du fromage
Follow your nose and hold your tongue
Push on through 'til you see the sun