The Great Frog Hunt - Gangrene

Bird churple through the skinment, you a better hunter

Guaranteed you give up lunch so now you let it puncture

Faces melt down and bent like rubber

Mixed saliva with the poison, we call it the gutter butter

Through Amazon waters with shaman daughters

Rode for hours, 48 days no showers

I think I see one sittin' in that tree right there

These hours, maneuvers, they canoed to the side of the river

Jumped out of it softly

Try not to take a step heavy, hold your breath steady

See him on the branch here, about to jump ready

Startin' to rain, we’d better move before it gets heavy

And then it gets sloppy, anticipation your heart beat

Starts to jetty, your forehead starts to get sweaty

I heard that type of species poisonous need be

Got a couple like this is, wrote a thesis on his feces

But it’s hard to seize these

Huntin' in the jungle, the same color as the leafs be

No one said it was easy

All this water beneath me

Got a naked gig and these toxins make 'em sleepy

Soon as the kid’s up in 'em, gotta find the trail

This air in this swamp water smells gid

Is that all I get?

Get him before he bails here

Pull out the pillow, Casey is the space flash light

Always seems to be the trait

So if they get close enough to hold their legs throw your way

Don’t wait too long or you lose your bait

Rain’s hard enough to make a branch bleed

You’re scared?

I see your hands shake

Give me that Sirrocco makes a damn case

Give me give me give me

Dieee!