This is the continuing saga of courage, honour, and worms

Many generations have past since we were last witness to such a raging war
Long forgotten by creatures who dwell on the world's surface
The ongoing [bad word] of the worms had caused much bloodshed
As cults and clans battled on for dominance of the world

Over the years, Boggy had seen many a bloody battle yet still he fights on
For glory, for honour and for his fallen friends, he must settle the score
So that future generations may live without fear of air strikes and grenades
Or face the hardship every day that the war has brought upon his world

   We are worms, we're the best
   And [bad word] to win the war
   We'll stand, we'll [bad word]    Stay until it's done
   Though our friends may fall
   And our world be blown apart
   We'll strike with all our might
   We'll fight for what is right - till the end

If anything, life as a worm had became even more dangerous
Experiments had brought new and more powerful weapons to the battle
Stories of exploding bananas were used to scare the young ones from mischief
Sometimes even hardened war veterans could not hide their simmering fear

We join ClagNut, son of Spadge as he sets out on a scouting mission behind enemy lines
The memory of his father clear in his mind, ClagNut carefully peeked over a leaf
It was then to his horror that he saw his Uncle Boggy trapped in a cave
And the enemy's evil smile as he reached for the soft [bad word] of doom

   We are worms, we're the best
   And [bad word] to win the war
   We'll stand, we'll [bad word]    Stay until it's done
   Though our friends may fall
   And our world be blown apart
   We'll strike with all our might
   We'll fight for what is right - till the end

This was the moment he had trained for since he was only half an inch long
Using the rope he had packed, ClagNut lowered himself down the hill
Primed for action, silent and deadly as only the slimiest of worms can be
He crouched down and quietly squirmed up behind his foe prepared to make it count
At such close range a grenade or a banana would surely make things worse
So he drew his baseball bat and [bad word] his foe across the neck with a mighty swing!
The enemy flew high and into the abyss where Boggy then rained three cows upon his head
And once again, the cry was heard far across the land: "We've won the war!"

   We are worms, we're the best
   And [bad word] to win the war
   We'll stand, we'll [bad word]    Stay until it's done
   Though our friends may fall
   And our world be blown apart
   We'll strike with all our might
   We'll fight for what is right - till the end