Connan Mockasin - Please Turn Me Into The Snat

His master's name was Don They shared a life in Rottenrun Their lair was full of scales Way beneath the fallen log No fear, no love alive If Don would call, the Snat would rise No fear, no love alive Between the two, their tears ran dry Please turn me into the Snat Please turn me into the Snat again A painting of his face Placed there by the master Don Reminds him of the tale Of when he dies, the Snat lives on No fear, no love alive If Don would call, the Snat will rise No fear, no love alive Between the two, their tears ran dry Please turn me into the Snat Please turn me into the Snat again Please turn me into the Snat Please turn me into the Snat again Father Manker, it's the Snat here You've noticed that of course, my fangs are sharp like barbs Father Manker, it's the Snat here I'm asking now, with a voice like this, would you let me in? Do you remember when the time it was The perfect days, that's how it was With my Snat suit on, with my Snat suit on With my Snat suit on Oh, when I retire I hope the Snat suit fits me well I want to be a hybrid with lovely memories So, so politely I'll ask please Please turn me into the Snat Please turn me into the Snat again Please turn me into the Snat Please turn me into the Snat again Please turn me into the Snat Please turn me into the Snat again Please turn me into the Snat Please turn me into the Snat again