Babushka Yaga
Music and Lyrics by Mat Greaves
Let me tell you a story
One you may not know
Down in Mother Russia
Not many years ago
I swear this tale of horror
Is completely true
So spoiler, it might scare
The shit right out of you
Spoiler, it might scare
The shit right out of you
It started at an inn
Where the patrons come and go
A kindly old Babushka
About fifty years or so
Demons haunt the attic
Or so, it’s what she believed
In her black magic kitchen
Her plan it was conceived
In her black magic kitchen
Her plan it was conceived
Babushka! Babushka Yaga!
Invite them in for a bite
Babushka! Babushka Yaga!!
What’s on the menu tonight?
She believed evil spirits
Dwelt in the upper floor
So to fight them she concocted
Her recipes of gore
Symbols carved into their flesh
Before she cut them up
Draining all their blood
Into dainty little cups
Draining all their blood
Into dainty little cups
She chronicled so carefully
Those that would be slain
It would be twenty years
Before we would see their remains
And if you think this tale of terror
Seems just too unreal
Know that Babushka Yaga
Cooked her victims into meals
Know that Babushka Yaga
Cooked her victims into meals
Babushka! Babushka Yaga!
Invite them in for a bite
Babushka! Babushka Yagall
What’s on the menu tonight?
Ohhhh Ohhh…
Bloodstained saucepans in the kitchen
Paprika, sage, rosemary and thyme
She no longer endures her neighbor’s bitching
Locked up for her quote unquote “crime”
We visit old Babushka down in her prison cell
We pray to save her soul from the nasty flames of hell
Try to make her laugh so as to put her mind at ease
In hopes that Granibal Lector might teach us her recipes
In hopes that Granibal Lector might teach us her recipes
Babushka! Babushka Yaga!
Invite them in for a bite
Babushka! Babushka Yaga!!
What’s on the menu tonight?
Babushka! Babushka Yaga!
Cook the peoples nice nice and slow
Babushka! Babushka Yaga!!
Na Zdrovya …Korosho…
Ohhhh Ohhh…
