My name is Mud
Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis
My name is mud and it`s always been
`Cause I`m the most boring sons-a-bitch you`ve ever seen
I dress in blue-yes navy blue
From head to toe I`m rather drab except my patent shoes
I make `em shine, well most the time
`Cept today my feet are troddin` on by this friend of mine
Six foort two and rude as hell
I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell
My name is Mud
My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie
That`s long for Mud so I`ve been told
Told that by this sonsabitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold
I`ve got my pride, I drink my wine
I`d drink the finest except I haven`t earned a dime in several months
Or were it years
The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears
We had our words, a common spat
So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat
My name is Mud