Swamp man
Witness the glory as you can see him chompin’ down
Searchin’ underground
Some might find him a hero; space migration can’t find him a home
He’s stuck here on the ground
Psychedelic gleam in his eye as he would chomp ‘em down
Mow ‘em down
And all I could conjure to offer
Were my tears from turning blue
Got lost in the perilous chapel
But somehow you made it through
And I could swear you were pulling me
And I could swear you were guiding the way
And at the very edge of reason
You swear with me, you felt the same
You better pray boy, ‘cause from now on it’s gonna be like this…
You did it to yourself, you just had to chomp down, mow down
Didn’t you say you wanted this?
Could have sworn you prayed
You should have heard you beg
To get it to go away
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Submission Name: Swamp Man
