Muddy Flood


Do you see that short little lad?
The one with the mad cracked cloak
He’s walking right beside that shady bloke
He’s gonna trip and twitch
And thats when well switch to the side street
Cause when his head split hits the asphalt
Out will come his brains and all his dreams
They’ll flood every alley 
With beams of sadness and fright
If we don’t step aside
Chances are well stride right into all 
Of that mans mucky messed head stuff
And then it will be on our shoes
And the blues will just take us over-
So please, let’s walk a ways away.


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