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SLUG OPERA(1990) performed by Heather Bishop and Don Benedictson
"Hey! What's that sound? Oooooh! That's disgusting! Blah! Oooooh! It's getting closer to me too! Oh! Gross me out the door! Who are you guys anyway?"
Nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs Oh, nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs
But it's not our fault that we're slimy and brown It's not our fault that we're stuck on the ground It's not our fault that nobody wants to play With the kind of bug that Mother Nature made this way
Nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs Oh, nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs
But it's not our fault there's slime wherever we go It's not our fault -- hey, we're embarrassed too you know It's not our fault that nobody seems to see That we're the kind of bug that's got personality
Nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs Oh, nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs
But when the moon is full and the night is bright We grow little feet and we dance all night
"Oh boy! Here's my big chance!"
We got a little slug band We got a little slug song We got a little slug singer She sings all night long
Our skin turns blue And we lose our slime Some of us even sparkle Some of the time
"Wow, that's wild, man!"
But at the first sight of sun, we disappear And we're back to being slimy and brown way down here
Nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs Oh, nobody likes us 'cause we're slugs No, they're not fond of us like they are of other bugs
"Why, you guys are beautiful. Hey, thanks guys. Hey, that was phenomenal..."
from Heather Bishop's A Duck In New York City ©1990 CAPAC
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