From the recording Coming Down the Tunnel
Paul Dowler: Lead Vocals and Turntables
Joe Skogan: Guitar, Vocals
Nick Richardson: Bass, Vocals
Tom Skillman: Drums Vocals
Lyrics
The Swamp
Back from the swamp, dirty and low
Lower than a cellar, the late night dweller
Pass swamp grass on the right to the Joey
So out my mind that my Ma Ma don’t know me
Hear that bumpin’, grindin’ and thumpin’
Comin’ from the swamp not the clear-cut stumpin’
Stompin’ and rompin’, sit around a fire
Sing a little song and get a little higher
CHORUS:
Come, come around, check my sound
Back from the swamp with the stomp that’s down x4
I will I will I will not stop
Movin’, movin’, movin’, movin’
What’s that smell and how can you tell
What’s comin’ from the swamp ‘ll be loud as hell
The seed I plant ‘ll be the seed I sow
But the seed is no good if it does not grow
Go to the garden, stiffen and harden
Rise with the sun as the day is startin’
Ready and willin’ known as a villain
I get more ill than a shot of penicillin
CHORUS:
Come, come around, check my sound
Back from the swamp with the stomp that’s down x4
I will, I will, I will not stop
Rhymin’, rhymin’, rhymin’, rhymin’
What’s that thing, oozin’ and flowin’
Comin’ from the swamp, stemmin’ and growin’
Showin’ up late but showin’ up better
Sit around and wait for a change in the weather
Sleepin’ and sneakin’, crawlin’ and creepin’
The swamp is risin’ so the freaks are tweekin’
And all that stinkin’ has got me thinkin’
I’m risin’ from the swamp but my feet are sinkin’
CHORUS:
Come, come around, check my sound
Back from the swamp with the stomp that’s down x4
OUTRO:
Joe repeats:
Try as I might to find the time
Like a plant in a field, waiting to steal
FREESTYLE:
Bonafide is comin’ and you call me a goner
Back around the way and you listen what I say
When I’m risin’ like the tide and I get a little high
Come around again and you check my pad
Lookin’ for my Dad, risin’ out the cut
Down in the gutter for at least two weeks
Ridin’ with the freaks and I get a little high
Come and give me love, come and pass me by
Risin’ with the coma but I get the aroma
Sensimellia comin’ from my backyard stalk an’
I’ll be rockin’ out the den, risin’ out the tide
Comin’ out again and you get me high
Come on, come on, give me good, good love
Oh give me good, good love