Sluggalug
Fast, bouncy swamp-folk chant with playful percussion (wood blocks, hand drums, splashes, squelchy mud sounds). Multiple high-pitched, slightly nasal, inhuman cartoony voices singing together in loose unison — not clean or polished. Voices should sound small, damp, and mischievous, with odd timing slips, little giggles, and exaggerated consonants. Slight croaks, squeaks, and gurgles mixed into the singing, as if amphibious creatures are trying to march properly but keep getting distracted. Energy is cheerful, communal, and chaotic — like a swamp nursery rhyme sung by weird little bog creatures. No realistic human tone; make it uncanny but cute.
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Lyrics
Title: Sluggalug
March one, two, three!
March one, two, three!
March one, oops, sorry!
Out in a line, ‘cross the swampy ground
Small like children, but green and round
Pointing at lice, staring at the sun
Always a bundle, never just the one
The Groats, The Groats!
Swamp dweller folk.
Laughing at the weeds
Sharing all they be
The Groats, The Groats
Happiest of friends
Bellies full of bugs
Wrestling with slugs
March one, two, three!
March one, oops, sorry!
Then comes the night, the shadows looking wrong
Don’t worry, friend, you’re stronger when you’re long
Stacking up high, sticking to your friend
Can’t even tell who starts and who’s the end
The Groats, The Groats!
Rolling in the muck
Just a little fat
Oh, hey, what’s that?!
The Groats, The Groats!
Hiding in the sludge
Peek from underneath
Smile without teeth
March one, two, three!
March one, two, three!
March one, two, three!