Philip Chevron/Darryl Hunt)



Alligators snap at your ankles

And branches snap at your brain

If I ever get through this swamp alive

I'll nevermore pray for rain



This must be the place, and still

Somehow it don't seem right

That something in the moon

Could change these endless days

To lonely nights



I take a stroll down by the sea

And walk along the pier

Then I slip and hit my head

Now's the time to fear



See the surface, see the rocks

See my past fly swiftly by

I feel the water in my lungs

And wake up screaming for my life



In my blue heaven

There's a bottle of Pontchetrain

Chalmette by moonlight

To take away the pain



Card sharks and blue harps

And dolphins who can leap

In my Blue Heaven

Where I can laugh

And I can weep



Black shapes zip into corners

The big lads start to crawl

To holes of their own making

In the cracks within the wall



Snakes and rats and spiders

I know that they're still there

I pray to God that I may sleep

Without a hope, without a care



In my blue heaven

There's a bottle of Pontchetrain

Chalmette by moonlight

To take away the pain



Felines and sea lions

And rain on the beach

In my Blue Heaven

With angels who are out of reach



In my blue heaven

There's a bottle of Pontchetrain

Chalmette by moonlight

To take away the pain



Nightingales sing

And the bells they will ring

In my Blue Heaven

The Bells of Hell

Go ding-a-ling-a-ling