Somethin's in the
Water out Here, AKA What I Did on My Summer Vacation
We just got back from Wal-Mart to
the cabin on the farm
When a man came up the gravel
drive with a tone of alarm
With a cell-phone in one hand and
a cigarette in the other
He was half talking to me and half
talking to his father
He said, "Somebody in a blue
van stole some stuff around here
And it's mighty strange to see you
and your blue van, am I clear?"
Well, I said, "My name is
Billy and, uh, just what might be yours?
And we're up here on vacation, we ain't breaking down
no doors
And it's mighty odd to see you
driving out here at ten-thirty
Because we're just getting fresh
air, we ain't up to nothin
dirty
And I tell you what, this ain't the blue van that somebody seen
'Cause if you take a close look
you will see that it is green!"
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Somethin's in the
water out here, somethin's in the water out here,
It ain't
wine and it ain't beer but somethin's
in the water out here
I turn on the tap and it comes out
clear but somethin's in the water out here
Somebody else came down the drive
for it was time to mow
And he said, "The King James
Bible is the way you have to go
These other Bibles are full of
pride, debauchery and hatin'
And they're based on ancient texts
that were planted there by Satan!" I said
"What if they're Italian and
live in
"If they love God I'm sure
they'll understand the KJV"
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Well, we rode our bikes into the
town to watch the parade
There were people lining both
sides of the street there in the shade
There were fire engines, dump
trucks, and pretty girls on floats
There were local politicians who
were asking for our votes
They were throwing lots of candy
and their sirens they would blow
But where else can a septic truck
be part of the show?
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Well, we slept in the cabin and we
slept out in the barn
And we met some real nice people
cross the road'n here at the farm
And we sat around and played
guitars until about midnight
Adn we talked
about the Bible and we talked 'bout livin' right
We took lots of pictures of 'bout
everything we'd see
And I think some day we'd like to
come back to this nice country
Cuz...
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Finished June 26, 2006
Written
during our summer vacation in
Words and music by Bill Griffin
Copyright 2006 Bill Griffin