Swim At Your Own Risk

Bobby Bandit robbed and stole for fun
Johnny Law got him on the run
It was late at night with his back to the water’s edge
Well, he must’ve missed the sign that read
“Swim At Your Own Risk”

Well, he cut through sawgrass and stomped through mud
To escape the sirens from down the road
Well, he waded and he waited ‘til the hunter was hunted
‘Cause deep down in Florida’ you
Swim at Your Own Risk

There was a splash, Lord, there was a struggle
There was a thrash and all you heard was bubbles
May he Rest In Peace in the belly of the beast
Well, it’s just poetic justice
Swim At Your Own Risk
Swim At Your Own Risk
Swim At Your Own Risk
Swim At Your Own Risk
Swim At Your Own Risk