A pallet's gore the screw's on poor
The doe's tail shakes just like a wolf
The tire falls amisher holds
The tree she rots and splits
This isn't like it was before
This bit's so stripped it won't fit the head anymore
Land hag comes she steals the wood
A sagging door the stagecoach barn
Ladder's rungs are torn from spine
SHE WANTS IT GONE
The ratchet hammered the beer buck plastered
If only a sledge would do we tore down the house with a nail in the eye and threw it in the river too
Where we sat in lawn chairs and set asail new caught the raft aboard the stew so forget that old hag and Jump into the creek! find the black river somewhere
And the floor will be our raft and the ceiling our stars and we'll never have a care anymore
Wood Spider - The Hag's Spree Lyrics
Wood Spider - The Hag's Spree Lyrics
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A pallet's gore the screw's on poor
The doe's tail shakes just like a wolf
The tire falls amisher holds
The tree she rots and splits
This isn't like it was before
This bit's so stripped it won't fit the head anymore
Land hag comes she steals the wood
A sagging door the stagecoach barn
Ladder's rungs are torn from spine
SHE WANTS IT GONE
The ratchet hammered the beer buck plastered
If only a sledge would do we tore down the house with a nail in the eye and threw it in the river too
Where we sat in lawn chairs and set asail new caught the raft aboard the stew so forget that old hag and Jump into the creek! find the black river somewhere
And the floor will be our raft and the ceiling our stars and we'll never have a care anymore
The doe's tail shakes just like a wolf
The tire falls amisher holds
The tree she rots and splits
This isn't like it was before
This bit's so stripped it won't fit the head anymore
Land hag comes she steals the wood
A sagging door the stagecoach barn
Ladder's rungs are torn from spine
SHE WANTS IT GONE
The ratchet hammered the beer buck plastered
If only a sledge would do we tore down the house with a nail in the eye and threw it in the river too
Where we sat in lawn chairs and set asail new caught the raft aboard the stew so forget that old hag and Jump into the creek! find the black river somewhere
And the floor will be our raft and the ceiling our stars and we'll never have a care anymore
Writer: Fanny Rose
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