[Heavy angry breathing] [Slow heavy footsteps approaching] [Low distorted guitar feedback] He stole my Brandy Right out from under me That little green thief Thinks he's running free [Heavy stomping rock riff] He's not gonna get away with this I'll get him I'll fix him for good He can run He can hide But I'm right behind Every road Every town I'll hunt that Bogle down [Chorus] He stole my Brandy! He thinks that she's his now He stole my Brandy! I'll find that little green creep somehow Run, Bogle, run Go on, have your fun 'Cause every step you're taking Brings me closer, little one [Heavy stomping guitar riff] [Music suddenly drops] [Tiptoe beat] Easy now... Quiet... Hehehe... I'm getting closer... [Soft footsteps] Closer... [Heavy riff crashes back in] You hear me, Bogle?! Mark my words You can run all night You can crawl beneath the tables You can disappear from sight But I swear by the witch That created me... I'll find that little— [coughs] ...tird. [Ugly distorted guitar scrape] [Chorus] He stole my Brandy! He thinks that she's his now He stole my Brandy! I'll find that little green creep somehow Run, Bogle, run Go on, have your fun You better keep on moving 'Cause the hunt has just begun [Heavy angry breathing] [Footsteps stop] Bogle... Hehehe... I'm coming. [Extended threatening guitar noise and feedback]
