Текст песни Swampland of Desire - The Dead Milkmen
I
will
trim
your
fir
trees
And
I
will
light
your
fire
And
I
will
wrestle
alligators
In
your
swampland
of
desire
And
I
will
come
upon
you
like
Lightning
from
above
And
I
will
plant
my
feet
into
your
Quagmire
of
love
Quagmire
of
love
Quagmire
of
love
I
will
trim
your
fir
trees
And
I
will
light
your
fire
And
I
will
wrestle
alligators
In
your
swampland
of
desire
So
here's
to
my
little
Sunbelt
Queen
I'll
take
you
places
that
you've
never
been
And
I
will
show
you
things
that
you
have
never
seen
And
I
will
tell
you
all
about
Martin
Sheen
I
will
trim
your
fir
trees
And
I
will
light
your
fire
And
I
will
wrestle
alligators
In
your
swampland
of
desire
And
I
will
come
upon
you
like
Lightning
from
above
And
I
will
plant
my
feet
into
your
Quagmire
of
love
I
will
trim
your
fir
trees
And
I
will
light
your
fire
And
I
will
wrestle
alligators
In
your
swampland
of
desire
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