Scare Bears from Swatting Bats by Swatting Bats

On the Saturday of every month
The creatures that are stuffed with fluff
All make their way down through the rough
To fill their sacrificial lust
They’re not as cuddly as they seem
It’s blood and guts Not scones and tea
Forget the rhyme that you know
This is how the story goes

If you go down to the woods today
You’re in for a big surprise
If you go down to the woods today
You’d better close your eyes
For what you’ll see even frightens me
From burning crosses to blasphemy
Today’s the day more than any day
The teddy bears are satanic

They’ll string you up from the trees
And cut you open from your knees
And stuff you with a lot of fluff
Until you are cuddly and soft
They’ll cut you down
Pass you around
Watch as their frowns turn upside down
They’ll leave you lying on the ground
As they head home without a sound

If you go down to the woods today
You’re in for a big surprise
If you go down to the woods today
You’d better close your eyes
For what you’ll see even frightens me
From burning crosses to blasphemy
Today’s the day more than any day
The teddy bears are satanic

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