Hey there ... Hi
I bet you're wonderin’ who am I
Well let me tell you in a minute or two
But first, beware
Because standing over there
Is something I would recommend you not do (branch falls)
Have you noticed? Been a while
Since you've seen a crocodile
Caiman, gator, or so much as a flea
It’s ok though, you can stay
Just as long as you can pray
And you’re someone that nobody can see (ha ha ha)
This is one of those odd places
Full of unfamiliar faces
Full of mouths, full of threats implied
Go too far or miss a turn?
For where you are is of concern ...
And it’s a mighty fine time to hide
See, the locals are inquisitors
Especially with visitors
Some a little too eager for a romp
And with your good directions botched
You should know, you’re being watched
Here on the back side of the swamp
On the back side of the swamp
(More like the bad side of the swamp)
Did I mention there are monsters?
And you’re gonna need a sponsor
To avoid the circumstance and pomp
Here on the back side of the swamp
(Some say the sad side of the swamp)
Where the mist’s a little thicker
And the sand’s a little quicker
On the back side of the swamp
It’s like a graveyard full of life
(Not a place to bring the wife)
You won’t find the slightest hint of green
The vibe’s more scorpions and spiders
As opposed to sugar gliders
With an extra spritz of Halloween
We could sell it as mystique
Or call the styling “shadow-chic”
But to what end? I’d still advise you let it go
For those like you, naive
It’s a setting best to leave
And if invited, nevermore! Reply with “NO!”
To the back side of the swamp
(To the bad side of the swamp)
A locale with such conditions
Should be a club for politicians
And those who deserve a good stomp
The back side of the swamp
(It’s the sad side of the swamp)
There’s no helpful hint or marker
And the shade’s a little darker
On the back side of the swamp
We have soulless soul collectors
Rotten fruits with rotten nectars
Horns and fangs and claws and screams (oh the screams)
And while some are quite well-spoken
They’re of morals mostly broken
And are thought of best as guests of bad dreams
Friend, the time is getting nigh
Very much it’s do or die
And on your own you’re not exactly in the clear
Come now the danger’s ever-growing
And your innocence is showing
I can help you get the ... (splash) ... out of here
From the back side of the swamp
(From the bad side of the swamp)
You’ll become a sacrifice
And it likely won’t be nice
If you’re lucky just a single quick chomp
In the back side of the swamp
(In the sad side of the swamp)
You might think you’re strong or vicious
But to them you’re just delicious
On the back side of the swamp
And ... my charming song is done
I'm afraid it’s time to run
From the back side of the swamp