every day at dusk when the sun fades
my mind returns to the everglades
a place of green mangroves and brine
shotguns and snakes, alligator wine
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
nobody knows so they never think to visit
where the atmosphere's so thick that you could kiss it
I've never seen copper heads darting from their graves
runnin round these old red rooms in decay- yeah
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
other people drive as fast as they can to get home
but me I take it slowly cruisin alone
you see, to them it's the home of the hungry piranha
but to me it is sheer nirvana
my mind returns to the everglades
a place of green mangroves and brine
shotguns and snakes, alligator wine
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
nobody knows so they never think to visit
where the atmosphere's so thick that you could kiss it
I've never seen copper heads darting from their graves
runnin round these old red rooms in decay- yeah
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
In my heart there's a place called swampland
nine parts water - one part sand
other people drive as fast as they can to get home
but me I take it slowly cruisin alone
you see, to them it's the home of the hungry piranha
but to me it is sheer nirvana