She's got big bulging eyes
And a chewing gum grin
The Groke
Everything in her way
Either rottens or freezes
The Groke, the Grokey Grokey

She's not an omen
She's not a woman
She's dark ecology

She cosplays a mountain
Looking like a hill
The Groke, the Grokey Grokey
She storms through the valley
You begin to get the chills
The Groke, the Grokey Grokey

She's not an omen
She's not a woman
She's dark ecology

That's folklore for you, baby
Let's do the Groke

She's all clad in grey
Like the skin of a seal
The Groke, the Grokey Grokey
You can hope to avoid her
You think that you will
The Groke, the Grokey Grokey
But before each winter is through
She's due to come and visit you

She's not an omen
She's not a woman
She's dark ecology

Mmm, mmmm!
The Groke
Let's do the Groke
The Groke
Let's do the Groke
The degrons
The dagger degrons
Oh the Groke