My name is Mud My name is Mud Not to be confused with Billy, Jack, Pete or Dennis My name is Mud, it's always been 'Cause I'm the most boring sonsabitch you've ever seen I dress in blue, yes, navy blue From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes I make 'em shine, well most the time 'Cept today my feet were trodden on by this friend of mine Six foot two and rude as hell I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell My name is Mud
My name is Mud, But call me Aloysius Devadander Abercrombie That's long for Mud, so I've been told Told that by this sonsabitch that lies before me Bloated blue and cold I've got my pride, I drink my wine I'd drink the finest Except I haven't earned a dime in several months Or were it years The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears We had our words, a common spat So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat My name is Mud
My name is Mud M-M-M-M-M-Mud My name is Mud
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