Yig Snake Daddy - The Darkest of The Hillside Thickets

We set out for Oklahoma at a quarter to nine

We had a trunk full of hardware and a bottle of space brine

Well they gave us peyote, wouldn’t tell us a thing

Until an Indian grocer told us 'Yig is the King'

Yig Snake Daddy we come lookin' for you

We got a bored-out Chevy and a twelve pack of brew

Well we’re a right-miffed party and it’s easy to see

We’ve got a one-way ticket to the pit of insanity

With an eye full of sun, and a mouth full of grit

We awoke to the hissing in the heart of a snake pit

Well we almost all died and Johnny’s out of his mind

And though we never found Yig we had a hell of a good time

Yig Snake Daddy we come lookin' for you

We got a bored-out Chevy and a twelve pack of brew

Well we’re a right-miffed party and it’s easy to see

We’ve got a one-way ticket to the pit of insanity