Swamp County Paroles

I feel like a gigantic turd
Walking barefoot like a hooker
at three in the morning

You don't even wanna know
Why I'm wearing a trash-bag
I've got mosquito bites, menthol cigarettes
And a black-eye

You might think that I smoke crack
'Cause I'm naked underneath this cinch sack
But that's how it sometimes goes
Down here in Swamp County

Swamp County the day sun shines
It judges you for your crimes
But our tea is sweeter
And our nights are cool and long

I've got a recipe for trouble And your Mamma ain't too fond of me
So I kicked that old b' in the knee
You never pick a fight with a woman
From Swamp County

Swamp County the day sun shines
It judges you for your crimes
But our tea is sweeter
And our nights are cool and long

So you fell in the tub
At the Howard Johnson
Then you yelled apatel
Throw-up hotel
I love the smell that you are

Well it's a long ways to your front door
From this dirt road
And my buzz started to wear thin
'Bout an hour and a half ago

And some second thoughts have occurred
I feel like a gigantic turd
That's how it sometimes goes
Down here in Swamp County

Swamp County the day sun shines
It judges you for your crimes
But our tea is sweeter
And our nights are cool and long