Salt sprinkled on its wound,
The slug keeps writhing in throbbing pain
Inside a bin bag, squashed down
The slug squirms and wriggles more
Curiosity kills the pests
I feel really bad, the slugs are probably in pain
In the corner of the bathroom, a small record
My Slug Record
In my cramped and relaxing bathroom
The damp floor is covered in mould
A mischievous slug is trespassing
Once I catch it how should it be punished?
Don’t hold a grudge against me, because it’s your fault
For being born as a slug.
So even if I do some mischief,
God will look the other way, right?
Feeling its life through the rubber gloves
Touching the squishy slugs
A heart beat so small I can’t hear it at all
The slug is probably pulsing
Salt sprinkled on its wound,
The slug keeps writhing in throbbing pain
Even forgetting the cold in this locked enclosed room
It was only a bit of curiosity
In the damp air of the torture room
The slug keeps writhing in throbbing pain
A poisonous rain aimed at the drain
The slug twitches and convulses more
A secret between me and the slug:
A snuff film
My Slug Record
I noticed the voice from behind
It's nothing so I threw it away.
NICONICO: http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm41753951
YOUTUBE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyHFLBNOUuY
Made for the Joke Song Festival 2023. ⇒ https://vocadb.net/E/4875/neta-kyoku-toukousai-2023