Swamp Club Ball - Krewmen

Well down at the swamp there’s a place I know

Where you loose your mind, you go out of control

You’ll find every demon, every specture or ghoul

That meet once a year for the swamp club ball

Well there’s a track cruiser grooving from a side to side

Grooving with a devil who can wriggle and ride

There’s a spaced out jackal doing the shimmy and shake

At the swamp club ball, welcome to the snake

You can’t help but moving you can feel it inside

You can’t tell if your dead or alive

You meet spectures and demons of every size

Go down to the swamp, you won’t believe your eyes

There’s a twelve foot mother grooving next to me

He put me on his shoulder so that I could see

Then the groover took hold and lost his mind

So groove from the front groove from behind

As soon as he spoke I went out of control

I jumped on a zombie who had lost his soul

A big fat momma dressed in leather and lace

Crawled on my back and then she sat on my face

You can’t help but moving, you got to feel it inside

You can’t tell if your dead or alive

You meet spectures and demons of every size

Go down to the swamp, you won’t believe your eyes

Well I got up to my feet and to my surprise

I was a moving with a giezure who was twice a my size

He was a foxed faced daddy with a groove like mine

I said sorry what you said-- I’m Frankenstein"

Well at first he was jumping from a head to toe

Grooving to the beat of a devil´s soul

My head was spinning it was hard to breath

Then up jumped drac and said «time to leave»

You know you should be there, you know you should go

The swamp is a wild place I know

You meet spectures and vampires, of every size

Down at the swamp you won’t believe your eyes