Lyrics to My Quahog (Is Hoggin' The Beach) by marco capelli frucht Not copyrighted yet, so please (don't) steal... My quahog is hoggin the beach... He's eaten up every and each He eats all the snails and inhales the quails And even the sandcastles shovels and pails My quahog is hoggin the beach My quahog has eaten the trees The bushes and all of the bees The birds in the air and the crabs in your hair And even the dogs are now empty of fleas My quahog is hoggin the beach My Quahog has eaten the shops The ones witgh the moms and the pops He didn't stop there he bought walmart fair share Even firmed up the rights to the breathable air My quahog is hoggin the beach [SPOKEN] This song in case you couldn't tell is called "My quahog is hoggin the beach" My quahog has ate up the land He never even needed a hand All the farms and the shores and the 5 and dime stores With quarries and worries and slurries and hurries So listen to my story you must understand [SHOUTED] BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE AND HE EATS ALL THE SAND! My quahog is hoggin the beach My quahog is now after you He's willing to start with your shoe Next is your ankle and both of your knees But after your soul will no longer be free I hear he's got eyes on a child or two My quahog is hoggin the beach [SPOKEN] I have a question for you: would you rather be chowder or stew This is my quarrel with clams They multiply faster than yams They consume and consume Until then they presume And take flight for your room Eating all your perfume [SPOKEN] Like a Quahog will do: You know how they are When he chases your shoe and consumes it like stew As soon as he reaches the coast with the beaches For any and eaches. My quahog is hoggin, the... beeeeeeeeeeeeach.