Swampfoot Fury

(hmmm, yeah)

Black water rising up to my knees

That bayou devil is so hard to please

He's got a pocket full of gold and lies

And that heavy static in his goddamn eyes

(lord, damn)

Oh, down in the rot,

where the dark things breed

We're selling our souls for the poison we need Yeah,

we're sinking fast in this deep green hell

With nothing but a broken bell (shiiiit,

laugh) Moss-draped cypress hanging overhead

I'm sharing liquor with the walking dead

Don't preach your gospel,

I don't give a fuck

Just pass the bottle,

let us try our luck

(yeah, motherfucker)

Oh,

down in the rot,

where the dark things breed

We're selling our souls for the poison we need Yeah,

we're sinking fast in this deep green hell

With

nothing but a broken bell (yeah,

goddamn)

Lost in the mud...

(hmmmm, yeah)

Just

let me drown...