The bayou ran crimson
With the blood of jealousy
Caught dead to rights
Sweating like pigs
In my marriage bed
My brother and my wife
They gave me no choice
My rage bubbled like hot mud
A sickness I call the swampgut
I grabbed my hunting knife
Gutted ole Bubba Jack
Laughing the whole time
By this time I hadn’t a mind
Son of a Bitch! Gator Bait!
Bubba Jack could be Gator Bait!
I grabbed that naked whore
Tossed her Jezebel ass into the boat
Into the Bayou we went, Me, Bubba and Jezebel
She threw the first piece of Ole Bubba
Blood poured into the bayou from him
Holy Shit! Here come the gators!
I tossed that cheating bitch to the gators.
The bayou ran crimson with sins of the flesh