Lyrics

When you want a place to drink
While you're feeling kinda bleak
Visit Seaweed Sally's Bait Shop
Where time speeds up never stops
This is where salt water meets fresh
Gators slide in on by usage
River flows back on moons night
Spanish moss in shadows of light
Seaweed silence steeped in folklore
Putting drunks asleep in a hollow
Don't open your mouth to lift an island seat
Weed and saltwater sure to follow
Rusty siding holds up rusty nails
Cottonmouth sliver on the floor
Sweaty walls drip blue blood
Clock's ring thrice, never twice
As tension cuts the knife
The back bar nude is smartly dressed
With Mona Lisa eyes she's blessed
Leering at the skull looking her way
She winks at her audience twice a day
Everybody likes a free lunch
Crawfish and scorpions to crunch
The barman knows one drink, same one every day
Dirty glasses sing empty tunes, no one wants to pray
The house drink is a sea story, whether you want it or not
Sit at the bar, get told
Today no fish were caught
Apparitions come, the moon is full
The tide is low, but never go
You are here to pray, so pay the toll
Tibble the rat, swings a black cat
Doesn't believe in voodoo
Believe that he sings a tune
No one taps, slur in his words
Nobody follows, a hundred bottles have beady eyes
Menu list items not here tomorrow
When you want a place to drink
Are you feeling kinda bleak?
Go to sea with Sally's bait shop
Where time speeds up, never stops
There's no ice water here
This is not a real spell
United Hotel California
No, you're not at Hotel California
I'm the devil and you're in hell