[Intro]
Drip-drop, Sloobludop,
try to say it, don’t you stop.
Fish folk chanting on the dock:
“Ploop said, Blopp said, mind the rock!”

[Verse 1]
Ploopploopeen was the priest of the Sea,
very holy, very damp, very hard to spell for me.
He said, “Blibdoolpoolp will guide us through,”
and honestly, mate, I hope that’s true.

Then in came Bloppblippodd with a staff and a stare,
with lake-mist robes and alarming hair.
She said, “Leemooggoogoon has chosen me!”
And Edric said, “I dislike this socially.”

[Pre-Chorus]
Glooglugogg went, “Mum, this is bad.”
Gloogor held the weapons we wish we had.
Morgan the smith said, “Gold? That’s fine,
but clams are lunch and lunch is mine.”

[Chorus]
Ploop said, Blopp said, Glooglugogg too,
Gloogor took my sword and my backup shoe.
Blibdoolpoolp went bubble-bloop,
Leemooggoogoon went scoop-de-loop.

Sloobludop, don’t stop,
fish names falling like a bucket of slop.
Ploop said, Blopp said, somebody run,
the Deep Father party has got out of hand, son.

[Verse 2]
Edric got spat on, right on the cape,
so he threw a Web spell — bold escape.
But the Web went wide and the priestess ducked,
then the guards moved in and Edric got thwucked.

Varang went booming with temple voice doom,
“Touch us and ashes will fill this room.”
Iragon said, with elegant grace,
“Flee or die,” to a very wet face.

Dose looked calm in the worst kind of way,
like “this is data” at the end of the day.
Nettle stood ready with poison and bite,
while Ront made a doorway by losing a fight with a wall.

[Pre-Chorus]
Stool went wobble, Jimjar bet,
Eldeth said, “Not dead yet.”
Sarith had headaches, Derendil had stress,
and Shuushar picked the worst day to come home, I guess.

[Chorus]
Ploop said, Blopp said, Glooglugogg too,
Gloogor took my sword and my backup shoe.
Blibdoolpoolp went bubble-bloop,
Leemooggoogoon went scoop-de-loop.

Sloobludop, don’t stop,
fish names falling like a bucket of slop.
Ploop said, Blopp said, somebody run,
the Deep Father party has got out of hand, son.

[Bridge]
Say it quick now, don’t be slow:
Ploopploopeen, Bloppblippodd, Glooglugogg, Gloogor!
Say it twice and earn a clam:
Blibdoolpoolp and Leemooggoogoon, thank you ma’am.

Say it backwards? Absolutely not.
That’s how the village summoned the plot.
One more chant by the altar stone,
and Demogorgon says, “Who called my phone?”

[Breakdown]
Ploop!
Blopp!
Glooglugogg!
Gloogor!
Morgan!
Clams!
Hand table!
Run faster!

[Final Chorus]
Ploop said, Blopp said, Glooglugogg too,
Gloogor took my sword and my dignity too.
Blibdoolpoolp went bubble-bloop,
Leemooggoogoon made a demon go “boop.”

Sloobludop, don’t stop,
unless the lake starts to bubble and pop.
Ploop said, Blopp said, too late, run—
the Deep Father party has summoned someone.

[Outro]
Drip-drop, Sloobludop,
never trust a chanting dock.
If a fish priest says, “It’s fine, don’t flee,”
check your weapons, grab the map, and disagree.