With apologies to Destiny’s Child’s “Bootylicious”
Johanson, can you handle this
Pickman, can you handle this
Al Hazred, can you handle this
I don’t think they can handle this
Woah
not asleep, dead but alive
Lookin’ wrong, make ya wanna die
tentacled face, gangrenous thighs (uh)
cultist, chant tonight (uh)
Summon me (uh) a stygian thang (uh)
Read the book baby, (uh) stars are right maybe (uh)
Don’t you wanna (uh) summon me (uh)
Can you handle, (uh) handle meYou gotta read the necro’ if your gonna summon me tonight
You gotta change the stars if your gonna summon me tonight
Read your dreams carefully and you will know what you see
Chant, blasphemy, prove you can summon me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Hook up your sacrifices, it’s time for oblivion.I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this
‘Cos my body too Cthulhulicious for ya babeI don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this
‘Cos my body too Cthulhulicious for ya babeSanity, can you handle this
Sanity, can you handle this
Sanity, can you handle this
I don’t think you can handle this
WoahI’m about to (uh) wake on up (uh)
R-town (uh) ris’n fast(uh)
sanity rips, (uh) fear runs high
Swinging tentacles, three lobed eyes (uh)
gurgling alot, hissing crude(sss)
Cultists chanting (uh) from beneath thier hood (ooh)
wind grows colder, ground covered in mist
Can you handle, handle thisI don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this
‘Cos my body too Cthulhulicious for ya babeI don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this
‘Cos my body too Cthulhulicious for ya babewrithe your body up and down (whoo)
lay them candles the ground (whoo)
scream aloud on to the sky (whoo)
Is my vibe too blasphemalacious for you, babeI shake your mind at every chance (uh)
When I whip with my tentacles you slip into a trance (uh)
I’m hoping you can handle all this evil that I have (uh)
Now let’s eat the world and drive it madia ia R’lyeh gna’ tcho’na ká
ia ia R’lyeh N’kro n’ká n’do
ia R’lyeh R’lyeh Tcho kro noI don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this
‘Cos my body too Cthulhulicious for ya babeI don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this
‘Cos my body too Cthulhulicious for ya babeI don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this celli’
I don’t think you ready for this
‘Cos my body too Cthulhulicious for ya babe
I’m trollboy. Howdy.