Swampblood - Legendary Shack Shakers

«Swampblood»

Way down in Toxarcana, I was ten years old

In a fever dream, dark night of the soul

Well, 'twas brillig and the slithey toves

I bid the world good-bye by the dead bog oaks

Drop down in the Swampblood

I’m washed in the Swampblood

I’m washed in the blood

Dusty bibles lead to a dirty south

He’s sittin' with a toadstool rotting in his mouth

In a clearing where the bras hang down from the trees

He’s cappin' a coffee can full of teeth

Down Doom’s Chapel Raod, past his great grandma

She says «turn 'im loose, or I’ll call the law.»

He says «There's no testimony without the test

What we do with our own is our own damn business.»

Drop down in the Swampblood

I’m washed in the Swampblood

I’m washed in the blood