This is the continuing saga of courage, honour... and worms
Many generations had passed since we were last witness to such a raging war Long forgotten by creatures who dwell on the worlds surface, the ongoing struggle of the worms had caused much bloodshed, as cults and clans battled on for dominance of the world
Over the years, Boggy B had seen many a bloody battle, yet still he fights on! For glory, for honour, and for his fallen friends, he must settle the score, so that future generations may live without fear of air strikes and grenades or face the hardship every day, that the war has brought upon his world
Chorus: We are worms, we’re the best and we’ve come to win the war We’ll stand, we’ll never run, stay until it’s done Though our friends may fall and our world be blown apart We’ll strike with all our might, we’ll fight for what is right, ‘till the end
If anything, life as a worm had become even more dangerous. Experiments had brought new and more powerful weapons to the battle. Stories of exploding bananas were used to scare the young ones from mischief. Sometimes even hardened war veterans could not hide their simmering fear.
We join Clagnut, son of Spadge, as he sets out on a scouting mission behind enemy lines. The memory of his father clear in his mind, Clagnut carefully peeked over a leaf. It was then, to his horror, he saw his uncle Boggy B trapped in a cave, and the enemy’s evil smile, as he reached for the soft fruit of doom!
Chorus: We are worms, we’re the best and we’ve come to win the war We’ll stand, we’ll never run, stay until it’s done Though our friends may fall and our world be blown apart We’ll strike with all our might, we’ll fight for what is right, ‘till the end
This was the moment he had trained for since he was only half an inch long! Using the rope he had packed, Clagnut lowered himself down the hill. Primed for action, silent and deadly as only the slimiest of worms can be, he crouched down, and quietly squirmed up behind his foe, prepared to make it count
At such close range, a grenade or a banana would surely make things worse So he drew his baseball bat and struck his foe across the neck with a mighty swing The enemy flew high and into the abyss, where Boggy then rained 3 cows upon his head and once again, the cry was heard far across the land: “We’ve won the war!”
Chorus: We are worms, we’re the best and we’ve come to win the war We’ll stand, we’ll never run, stay until it’s done Though our friends may fall and our world be blown apart We’ll strike with all our might, we’ll fight for what is right, ‘till the end