There can be no truce 

Time to cook the goose 

Time to drop the 'dus' 



Daughter of Phorcys, with snakes for hair 

Turnin' me rock hard with your evil glare 

I pull up to your cave in my '06 Ford 

From the scabbard I withdrawal my sword 



Snake bitch, avert your evil glare 

This night your head shall travel through the air 



Time to drop the 'dus' 

The 'dus' 



You've had your chance but you've remained a bitch 

And now your head is headed for the ditch 

Don't try to wile with your stupid crap 

Now it's time for your final nappy nap 



Snake bitch, avert your evil glare 

When I penetrate your darkened lair 

Best ye shut it tightly and prepare 

This night your head shall travel through the air 



Lizard locks and messed up teeth 

You broke your vow to Poseidon, God of Deeps 



Fallen priestess it's time to chillax and wait 

For Perseus will soon be by to seal your fate 



Snake bitch, avert your evil glare 

When I penetrate your darkened lair 

Best ye shut it tightly and prepare 

For this night your head shall travel through the air 



Time to cook the 'dus'