Breath of the Swamp

This is the voice of disquiet

A blue collar massacre

Calling up from the belly of the south

We will be heard throw it in gear

You wanna drive us down

But you’re losin’ it, you’re losin’ it

You’re losin’ it in the curves

Put it in the red

Out laws on the run

Straight outta the southland

Here we come

Put it in the red

Burn the concrete black and run

Straight outta the southland

It’s the breath of the swamp

This is the voice of the choir

Well versed in songs of wrath

Voiced in long hard days

Voiced in helpless rage no more

Drop the hammer

Still trying to break our backs

But you’re losin’ it, you’re losin’ it

You’ve lost your grip on us

Put it in the red

Out laws on the run

Straight outta the southland

Here we come

Put it in the red

Burn the concrete black and run

Straight outta the southland

It’s the breath of the swamp

We speak it curls around your neck

Just like the breath of the swamp