| Crawls around the swamp at night
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| Loves to smoke and drink and fight
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| Cheats 'n gambles and lies
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| Sees the world through bloodshot eyes
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| Where he came from no-one knows
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| Eight feet tall, bone through his nose
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| Tattooed body, his hair piled high
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| Call him Mudman we don’t know why
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| Mudman, Mudman etc.
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| There he goes !
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| All day long he bangs the drums
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| Soon the natives start to come
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| Scream and shout and jump around
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| Rockin' to that Mudman sound
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| Medicine Man, Witch-doctor too
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| They don’t know what they’re gonna door
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| Voodoo doll won’t cast a spell
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| Mudman’s power is straight from Hell
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| Witch-doctor he slaps the bass,
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| Disappears without a trace
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| The native’s know that they all should
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| Worship the man that’s made of mud
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| Where he came from no-one knows
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| Eight feet tall, bone through his nose
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| Tattooed body and hair piled high
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| Told the Medicine Man goodbye. |