Rotten Bayou Blues

(yeah,

mmm-hmm)

Up from the muddy delta,

where the black water flows I got a pocketful of poison,

and a face nobody knows These politicians talking shit,

but they don't know a thing

They're just dancing on a wire

while the money-men sing (that's right)

We're sinking down in the swamp water

Yeah, we're sinking down in the deep

No salvation

for the wicked

And no fucking room

to breathe

Old man on the porch,

spitting blood on the floor

Said you better lock your windows,

'cause they're breaking down the door

This whole world's gone to hell,

just a goddamn shame

Every motherfucker running, crying out a different name (lord,

look at 'em run)

Lost in the weeds

(can't see

a goddamn thing)

Lost in the smoke

(coughing,

choking)

We're sinking down in the swamp water

Yeah, we're sinking down in the deep

No salvation

for the wicked

And no fucking room

to breathe

Nothing but the mud remains

Nothing but the goddamn mud

(sinking down,

sinking down)