We set out for Oklahoma at a quarter to nine We had a trunk full of hardware and a bottle of space brine
Well they gave us peyote, wouldn't tell us a thing Until an Indian grocer told us "Yig is the King"
Yig Snake Daddy we come lookin' for you We got a bored-out Chevy and a twelve pack of brew Well we're a right-miffed party and it's easy to see We've got a one-way ticket to the pit of insanity
With an eye full of sun, and a mouth full of grit We awoke to the hissing in the heart of a snake pit
Well we almost all died and Johnny's out of his mind And though we never found Yig we had a hell of a good time
Yig Snake Daddy we come lookin' for you We got a bored-out Chevy and a twelve pack of brew Well we're a right-miffed party and it's easy to see We've got a one-way ticket to the pit of insanityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
