Slither Through The Thistle (Rerecorded/Remastered) Lyrics

So you see, I got a job

From it I, tried to rob

Once I did it, I did worry

Here I'll tell you, my long story

Bad things happened, you should know

The problems they did grow and grow

They smacked me in both my knees

But I'll tell you my tragedy

Working, failing

Lurking, bailing

I did poor, I am sad

They hate me, it is bad

Smelly, ham

Deli, wham

I am small, I am sad

I was fired, it is bad

Whistle, histle

Through the thistle

Whistle, histle

Through the thistle

I got no time

For the rhyme

I eat the lime

Do no crime

Rustle, bustle

Through the muscle

Rustle, bustle

Through the muscle

On it I'll dine

It's all mine

The fork has tines

In the pine

Creeping, crawling

Weeping, bawling

I am short, I am sad

I can't flirt, it is bad

No one, likes me

Someone, help me

I am stuck, I am sad

In these woods, it is bad

Whistle, histle

Through the thistle

Whistle, histle

Through the thistle

I got no time

For the rhyme

I eat the lime

Do no crime

Rustle, bustle

Through the muscle

Rustle, bustle

Through the muscle

On it I'll dine

It's all mine

The fork has tines

In the pine

Screeching, smelling

Beaching, telling

I'm a snake, I am sad

I am loud, it is bad

Slither, wither

Come, hither

Help me please they did this

My employers have ruined me

Whistle, histle

Through the thistle

Whistle, histle

Through the thistle

I am a snake

I can not bake

Every day I wake

I'm near the lake

Rustle, bustle

Through the muscle

Rustle, bustle

Through the muscle

I'm in much pain

Except when it rains

Not smart, no brain

Hit me with a train