I know ya want me as a toy
You wanna hear me SQUEAL!
You wanna make me kneel.
Running like a dog
A mudpuppy lost in fog
Sweat pouring down my back
Dead branches scratch and crack.
Up to my knees in this mud
Feet skimming o�er a surface of crud
Sucking me down to an oozing grave
Better then to fall to the depraved.
Stumbling through this stinking swamp
At every �lil noise my heart�d jump
With terror right across my back
Nerves strung and about to snap.
Sunlight dappled on the leaves
and I S-C-R-E-A-M !!!!!
Wet leaves slap �cross my face
No way can I win this race.
So now ya all have me ensnared
By you whittlers I�m �bout to be pared
Scrape ya dicks right �cross my face
Ya sure you�re part of the human race!
Thrust ya hooks into my skin
Skewer me, yeah, poke that knife in
Now I return to my own kind
Leave all you incests behind.
Dance a jig o�er my remains
Toast my soul in living flames
Barbecue my pitiful flesh
Leave me as a feast for insects.
Hey Nick! can I be a fish toasted in flames
Well I once was a man of many names
But now can I join you Nick, dead in the sand
Down in S-W-A-M-P-L-A-N-D !!!!!
MUDCROW
JUNE 20 1999.
