Wormhog - Groover Lyrics

With the head held high the serpent king's
First in the waltz
Bewitched by the sound of the dancing flute
We dance along
Emerging from shadows in light for the act
And shadows again
Not proud to deny the warmth
While sky's ablaze

Sitting by his wrapped shut crate
Eager to tame every rake

Power of awesome, addicting groove
Show us your grace
Seems like the "Groover"'s a state of mind
We must embrace
Friends or foes
With mouths full of bane
Pretend to deny their love
For his f*cked up brain

Let the Groover take the steer
To where pleasure meets the ear