paroles de chanson Swamp Song - San Fermin

Did they call you nature boy
Did they say your name wrong
Did they make fun of your Dad
Because he cried at baseball

Do you feel your out of place
When you wear a collar
Come on down into the swamp,
And jump into the water

Disappear into the trees
Where no one knows you're gone
Ghosts of aunts and ancestors
Are here where you belong

Make a muddy mausoleum,
Hidden in the weeds
Catch a slimy pickerel,
Just don't touch his teeth

Put your boots on and your bug spray
Even if you've had a rough day
Time to let go of the small things
Don't you know the swamp is calling
Tell your Mother and your Father
You are headed for the water
Tell your Sister and your Cousin
Can't you hear the crickets buzzing

Holy headed hellgrammites
Haunting in the bog at night
Haunted hollow creeping dark
Can't you hear the swamp is calling

Put your boots on and your bug spray
Even if you've had a rough day
Time to let go of the small things
Don't you know the swamp is calling
Grab a net but better hurry
Tell your parent's not to worry
Water sloshes your galoshes
Tell your Mother not to wash it

Climb a tree and close your eyes (Put your boots on
And your bug spray, even if you've had a rough day)
It would be so bad to die (Time to let go of the small things)
Hide among the ants and plants (Grab a net you
Better hurry, tell your parent's not to worry)
Just don't meet the cormorant (Water sloshes
Your galoshes, tell your Mother not to wash it)