Swamp fever seems to be spreading amongst our merry band of musicians. Shell Bounty started it, followed by Deke. there is now a playlist forming on Shell's site. While I am hardly a master of innuendo Like Shell is, I gave it a shot. Reggae, steel drums and bagpipes don't really go with Louisiana but I like how they turned out. Oh, for the uninitiated, poke salad is a cooked greens of some deadly weeds, poor people food, and with crawfish you pop the head off the little lobster body and suck the fat out. They are delicious. [spoken vocal male voice] SHELLY!!!! Where's my shotgun at? Dang it girl, I done tol you to keep it by da door. [music starts up] Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh [verse] Shelly's makin poke salad, Grannie's biscuits are risin fine. Couple hours until dinner An I got something good in my mind. I' headin to the green water. To the mudflats , that'll be fun To grab up a bunch of ol crawfish A couple buckets an I'll be done. [chorus, harmonic voices] Oh, Suck on de head. Yeah Suck on de head baby. Tellin ya Suck on de head You're a doing fine Yes, Suck on de head Momma Suck on de head Everyone Suck on de head Crawfish be loosin his mind O yeah, yeah, yeeaahhhhhhh [music] Peelin an eye fer a gator Keep the shotgun close at hand. Only worry about de bigguns Only ones dat will make a stand. Yeah dere be snakes an other critters. Stewpot be fer them. To feed a hongrey family With some taters it's a gem. [chorus, harmonic voices] Oh, Suck on de head. Yeah Suck on de head baby. Tellin ya Suck on de head You're a doing fine Yes, Suck on de head Momma Suck on de head Everyone Suck on de head Crawfish be loosin his mind O yeah, yeah, yeeaahhhhhhh [outro music]
