Swamp train

(Weird, funky bass riff in 7/8, drums kick in with a loose, off‑beat groove) (Guitars play short, staccato stabs like a rusty carnival ride. No vocals for 16 bars.) [Intro] [Verse 1] I caught the train to the swamp in the back, Motors hummin’ like a bass with a crack. Guitar man’s pluckin’ notes that don’t make sense, But the rhythm’s so strong, it’s a cursed dance.Bass is bouncin’, it’s a monster in the mud, Drums are draggin’ like a caveman in the flood. I’m singin’ through a megaphone in a rusty van, Lyin’ on the floor, smokin’ a rubber band. (Ad‑libs: “Uh‑huh… yeah‑uh…”) [Pre‑Chorus] If you hear the rattle, you best not stay, There’s a one‑way ticket to the Freak‑Shack Bay. The wheels are warped, and the tracks are crooked, If you’re lookin’ for normal, then you’re cookin’ it. [Chorus] Swamp groove train, pullin’ out the dirt, Ridin’ on the bassline, twistin’ up the world. Swamp groove train, no final stop, I’m the one that’s ridin’ with the rusty shock. Swamp groove train, green steam in the air, If you jump on board, you’re already there. (Ad‑libs: “Chug, chug, chug…” “Yeah‑uh, uh‑huh!”) [Verse 2] We passed the puppet show in the foggy town, Strings were tangled, but the puppets were clown. The bass player’s got a third eye in the back of his head, He’s smilin’ at the sky ‘cause the world’s green and dead. The drummer’s got a third leg, beats a funky line, He’s got a map of the swamp in a lemon‑juice design. The guitarist’s got a third hand, plays a busted chord, He’s got the swamp in his veins and the swamp in his board. (Ad‑libs: “Uh‑huh… yeah‑uh!”) [Pre‑Chorus] If you hear the whistle blowing low, You’re already six feet underground in the show. The rails are melted, the sleepers are gone, But the bass is still pumpin’, and the train’s still on. [Chorus] Swamp groove train, pullin’ out the dirt, Ridin’ on the bassline, twistin’ up the world. Swamp groove train, no final stop, I’m the one that’s ridin’ with the rusty shock. Swamp groove train, green steam in the air, If you jump on board, you’re already there. (Ad‑libs: “Chug, chug, chug…” “Swamp groove train! Yeah‑uh!”) [Bridge] They say the world’s a straight line, but I’m ridin’ curved, I’m the bass that’s bendin’, and the world’s reverse. If you think you’re normal, then you’re way too late, ‘Cause the swamp groove train’s already on your plate. (Instrumental: weird, off‑kilter bass solo, drums getting looser) (guitar stabs like a broken carnival calliope.) [Guitar “Solo”] (Short, angular guitar part — more vibe than shreddy notes) (broken carnival calliope over a warped groove.) [Chorus – Final] Swamp groove train, pullin’ out the dirt, Ridin’ on the bassline, twistin’ up the world. Swamp groove train, no final stop, I’m the one that’s ridin’ with the rusty shock. Swamp groove train, green steam in the air, If you jump on board, you’re already there. (Ad‑libs: “Swamp groove train… yeah‑uh… uh‑huh…”) (Outro: groove keeps lurching, drums and bass slowly fall apart) (ending with final bass pluck and a single, off‑key guitar squeal.)