Forest People

We are the forest people, and we don’t give a fuck
We got the trees, and the leaves, and a babbling brook
We got bees on the breeze and a two foot duck
We got sleaze and keys, so get your knees in the muck
We got twenty-two different kinds of mushroom
Our avenue is made of birch and yew
We chill by the ridge and smoke cigarettes
Fuck with us you won’t get threats
We got wildlife hanging with us
Another plus: squirrels are bringing us nuts
And berries, fresh fucking cherries, now that doesn’t suck!
We are the forest people, and we don’t give a fuck!

Bridge:
Onions, parsley, basil, leek
Spinach, garlic, nutmeg, beans
Mushrooms, grasses, flowers, weeds
Sprouts and saplings
And me!

Chorus:
We are the forest people!
(And I’m a tree!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a motherfucking tree!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a tree, look at me!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a motherfucking tree!)

V2
There’s a quaint little house in the middle of the wood
If you’ve ever thought of visiting you definitely should
‘Cause it’s my house bitch, and I’m a witch
My name is Snitch, you son of a bitch
I know spells motherfucker, learned ‘em well motherfucker
If you fuck with me, go to hell motherfucker!
I sit by the fire and I polish my broom
I do a midnight ritual down by the tomb
I brew potions, lotions, a funky brew!
Here’s a fat sample for you and your crew!
So come inside, set aside your coat by the fireside
‘Til it’s dry, leave your pride out by the wayside

Bridge:
Onions, parsley, basil, leek
Spinach, garlic, nutmeg, beans
Mushrooms, grasses, flowers, weeds
Sprouts and saplings
And me!

Chorus:
We are the forest people!
(And I’m a tree!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a motherfucking tree!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a tree, look at me!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a motherfucking tree!)

V.3
Swamps and trolls and rivers and streams
Witches and wizards conjuring dreams
Centaurs, and pixies, and nasty sprites
Ghosts at night make mysterious lights
Squirrels and badgers and trees from the ages
Plant pots are essentially flower cages!
Watch out for the poison ivy
It’s green and mean and incredibly slimy!

Chorus:
We are the forest people!
(And I’m a tree!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a motherfucking tree!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a tree, look at me!)
We are the forest people!
(I’m a motherfucking tree!)