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Snicky Snack

dark cabaret, brechtian punk, theatrical grotesque. A song about a toad who cooks and eats children. Think the amphibian version of Hansel and Gretel. Lyrics: Deep fried eyes — my my! What a surprise! Hasn’t Mama Snicky just won the prize? My my… A golden crust on a tender lid, The sweetest parts of a wandering kid. I’ve got the oil popping in the pan, Catch a little morsel whenever I can. Oh, come to Mama, don’t you hop away, It’s a lovely day for a swamp buffet! With a ribbit and a pop and a salty crunch, Mama’s got a hunch about what’s for lunch. My my… What a delicious bunch. I saw you trailing by the cattail reeds, Snacking on some lovely seeds. Your skin all soft, not warty like mine, But dipped in the batter, you’ll taste divine. I’ll pluck out your vision, I’ll bread your sight, And snack on the optics — oh pure delight. The bubbles are rising... The steam is so thick... One little finger... A salt-covered lick... DON’T BE TRICKY, GIVE IT TO SNICKY! Oh, come to Mama, don’t you hop away, It’s a lovely night for a swamp buffet! With a ribbit and a pop and a salty crunch, Mama’s got a hunch about what’s for lunch. My my… Deep fried eyes... What a surprise...