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.
