PondLyric

Well they say life began at the bottom of the swamp

Yeah we've been told that's where we all come from

But I know different, things have changed

You don't believe me? Then let me explain

There's a doctor I know, working on human flesh

He took this thought and he put it to the test

Now I know where we all come from

Yeah we crawled from the slime buried deep in the Doctor's Pond

Well this man discovered the air that we breathe

And he proved that life wasn't spawned in the seven seas

He found something out that I knew all along

The people round here were born in the Doctor's Pond

So now you've heard the story, the facts are told

And the rights to the movie have already been sold

You can't escape where you all came from

Spawned in the stinking slime of the Doctor's Pond

Spawned in the stinking slime

Well I was raised in the swamplands, where the alligators dwell

I recall what my mom used to say I recall it real well

Well I beat that old swamp fever an' I lived to tell

I recall what my mom used to say: "don't drink the water in the well"

If the heat of the night makes you thirsty and your throat is a burnin' hell

take a drink from the whisky bottle, but don't drink the water in the well

Well the story's told of Jody, who drank the water so they tell

turned blue and dies, my mom just sighed: "he shouldnt'a drunk that water in the well

Yeah I was raised in the swamplands, where the alligators dwell

I recall what my mom used to say: "don't drink the water in the well"

A gypsy curse put a spell on him

He’s got a friend who’s getting thin

It sounds pretty strange I’ll explain if I can

I’ll tell you all about the Alligator Man

A gypsy used that old hoodoo

And she could cast her spell on you

Better take can get out while you can

Or you could be joining the Alligator Man

He used to drive a fancy car

in the city smoked a big cigar

Now lizard skin grows where it can

Growing all over the Alligator Man

He tries to cry, he can’t smile

He can’t talk he’s a reptile

Down in the bayou in the swampy land

Living alone the Alligator Man

Yeah I love Ellie May, she is my heart's desire

Everytime I kiss her lips my temperature gets higher

But I'm hitched to Mary Beth, she is the Preachers daughter

But when I'm with Ellie May I do what I didn't oughta

Now me and Ellie May we went down to the swamp

In the cool bayou mud that's where we like to romp

But Ellie May's pa come down and he said "Okay son,

You'd better get right out of here" as he reached for his gun

I'm a bayou boy, living in the swamp

I'm a bayou boy, I just wanna have some fun

I ain't learned my letters and I can't read or write

But I know how to live my life

Well I took of and left Ellie May naked in the mud

Word got round to Mary Beth and the Preacher her got mad

That said that I had sinned and I was the devil's son

And now he looks out for me with his big shotgun

A hot night, the moon is full,

I leave my bed, I feel a pull,

In a trance, which takes my feet,

Down to my lover, the Swamp Leech.

Well she sucks and she bites,

Fills me with dark delights.

Next day I'm feeling weak.

I love the Swamp Leech.

Sharp teeth sinking in,

I feel her tongue against my skin.

Sucks my blood, she has a feast.

I can't escape the Swamp Leech.

Day by day I weaker grow.

What it is nobody knows.

But in the night I softly creep

Down to my lover the Swamp Leech.

Big fat toad sitting on his backside,

Big fat toad with a company car,

Big fat toad, living in small pond

Big fat toad won't get very far.

Big fat toad, sitting in the garbage,

Big fat toad, at the top of his tree,

Big fat toad, stepping on the small frogs,

Big fat toad you're no better than me.

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Big fat toad, green dirty carcass,

Big fat toad with the beady little eyes,

Big fat toad king of the bullfrogs,

Big fat toad, feeding on the flies.

Well I’m out on Saturday night gonna have some fun

Going down to the House of Love, gonna get me some

Going to find Jolene, yeah she’s the one I crave

Got a rocket in my pocket and I’m fixin’ to misbehave

Well I took Emmylou down to a place I know

Where the trees are twisted and the river is deep and slow

Said, this is the place where last night I dug your grave

Got evil on my mind and I’m fixing to misbehave

Now me and little Tammy went walking by the willow tree

Took her by the hand said come along with me

She’s pretty as a picture but me I’m so depraved

Got a knife in my hand and I’m fixing to misbehave

She got dirt on her face

Mud between her toes

Down on the bayou

Everybody knows

She’s my swamp gal

She can wrestle them ‘gators

On a Saturday night

Go drinking with my buddies

But she’s alright

She’s my swamp gal

When the moon rides high

We go down to her shack

But I ain’t a gonna a say

what we do out in back

She’s my swamp gal

Well she can have anyone in this whole wide world

But she don’t want anyone ‘cos she’s my swap girl

She’s got mystical bones

She’s got voodoo charms

But she don’t need nothing

To get me n her arms

She’s my swamp gal

Well she can have anyone in this whole wide world

But she don’t want anyone ‘cos she’s my swap girl

She’s my swamp gal

Well I’ve tried poison and I’ve tried wine

I’ve even tried straight strychnine

Well I’ve tried it all but it just ain’t enough

You think I’m a psycho ‘cos I try this stuff

Well I’ve tried sugar and I’ve tried spice

You say I’m evil, I don’t need no advice

I got a one track mind, and I’m out of my tree

But there just ain’t a thing that works for me

I want to leave this crazy world behind

I wanna fall off the edge of my mind

Yeah I’ve tried poison and I’ve tried wine

I’ve even tried straight strychnine

Well I’ve tried it all but it just ain’t enough

You think I’m a psycho ‘cos I try this stuff

I wanna fall off the edge of my mind

I hear that lonesome whistle, down the lonesome track

Crying for my baby, but she ain’t coming back

My heart is torn with pain

My baby took that graveyard train

I killed my baby just to watch her die

Just to see the spark fade from her eye

But now she’s gone, life ain’t the same

My baby rides that graveyard train

The moon is high and the wind is cold

I pray to the Lord to save my worthless soul

But I know it’s all in vain

I’ll soon be on that graveyard train

I hear that lonesome whistle down the lonesome track

Crying for my baby, she ain’t coming back