Down in Alligator Swamp Lyrics

Malvin Marr

Lives in Alligator Swamp

And plays the bass guitar

While his foot does stomp

Like it stomped one time

On the facilitator

Of his swamp nightmare

An alligator

As big as a bear

With a mouth like a cave

Full of stalagmites

Stalactites

And an alligator's eagerness

For taking bites

Of muskrats and beavers

And cypress trees

And python snakes

And human knees

Malvin Marr

Jumped high in the air

While the alligator

Lay yawning there

With mouth wide open

Not merely ajar

To take a chomp

Out of the bass guitar

That fell in the swamp

When Malvin Marr

Went running and trembling

And resembling

A fearful quivering

Shivering

Snack that the alligator

Would prefer by far

To the shellac taste

Of a bass guitar

Malvin Marr

Never had a wife

That bass guitar

Was his whole damn life

And his anger grew

And his indignation

That this damn green beast

This abomination

Would make a feast

Of the only thing

He cared about

With an awful shout

He swore that

Without a doubt

He'd get his vengeance

Viciously

On the alligator's

Gluttony

Malvin Marr

Ran into his shack

And grabbed a hunting knife

Then he ran back

To where the alligator

With bass strings stuck

Between his teeth

Ran out of luck

Because from its sheath

Malvin Marr

Drew out the blade

And he made

The alligator battle

In the swampy glade

The bloody sun

Gave way to night

And the alligator

Lost the fight

Malvin Marr

Wears alligator shoes

And an alligator overcoat

For singing the blues

He has a bass guitar

That's strung with strings

Down across rib bones

And the way it rings

And hums and moans

Is the capturing

Of the alligator's soul

Like a burning coal

That Malvin Marr

Is in control of

As he thumps the strings

And plays in key

Of Alligator Swamp

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