Il testo della Swampland of desire

I will trim your fir trees
And i will light your fire
And i will wrestle alligators
In your swampland of desire

And i will come upon you like
Lightning from above
And i will plant my feet into your
Quagmire of love
Quagmire of love
Quagmire of love

I will trim your fir trees
And i will light your fire
And i will wrestle alligators
In your swampland of desire

So here's to my little sunbelt queen
I'll take you places that you've never been
And i will show you things that you have never seen
And i will tell you all about martin sheen

I will trim your fir trees
And i will light your fire
And i will wrestle alligators
In your swampland of desire

And i will come upon you like
Lightning from above
And i will plant my feet into your
Quagmire of love

I will trim your fir trees
And i will light your fire
And i will wrestle alligators
In your swampland of desire