Gator Got My Grub

“They don’t feed us right out here…

…if the snakes don’t steal it, the gators will.”

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Woke up starvin’, ribs all sharp

Dreamed of cornbread, gator ribs, and bark

Tray slid under with a slop surprise

But the gator popped up with dinner plate eyes

Chomp! Right through my biscuit

Slapped that tray like it owed him a ticket

I screamed, “Hey! That’s my damn meal!”

He hissed and smiled — that swamp was real

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🎵 Gator grin got gold in his teeth

Stole my grub and laughed with beef

I’m sittin’ here with air pie stew

Gator got lunch, I got deja vu 🎵

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🎵 Gator got my grub, stole my plate again

Big green bastard with a permanent grin

I’m chewin’ mud while he eats filet

Prison in the swamp, just another day 🎵

🎵 Gator got my grub, licked the tray clean

Left me starin’ at beans I ain’t never seen

He’s the king of the yard, I’m the jester in chains

Welcome to hell, with teeth and fangs 🎵

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Mike said, “Throw a rock!” — he ate that too

Pete tried soup, gator took his shoe

Angie smuggled snacks in a hollowed cane

But they sniffed it out like a gravy train

We tried teamin’ up, made a distraction

But them swamp guards sprung into action

So now we sip broth made from moss and regret

And sing to the moon ‘cause it’s all we get

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🎵 No forks, no knives

Just teeth, claws, and ruined lives

If you want dessert, you better pray

That gator’s nappin’ real far away 🎵

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🎵 Gator got my grub, every night, no shame

Even stole the gum off my bunkmate’s name

He eats like a king while I chew on bark

Florida swamp prison, cold and dark 🎵

🎵 Gator got my grub — that’s the daily song

Tryna make a sandwich but I’m doin’ it wrong

He’s watchin’ me now with them hungry eyes

And I’m just hopin’ he don’t like human thighs 🎵