DESCRIPTION:
The near mythic Hogzilla is the subject of this one, and just having fun. Was thinking of my buddy Wade and his kin down in the woods of Georgia, and what it would be like to be a trucker and be haunted by killer hogs on the Southern roads. Kinda like that Speilberg TV movie "Dual" with the physcho truck but this time the hog is more crazy than the trucking daddy. All he wants to do is listen to some Red Sovine and Dave Dudley and Budro, but no, killer hogs abound. There's your story line, people. Start queuing here. . .

Here's some of the lyrics, but a lot I just made up. And I forgot to repeat the chorus too at the end before the talking end, but that's okay, as it's long enough. Hope you enjoy it!

Hogzilla

Driving down in Georgia, with my big rig
Driving down in Georgia, Budro in my head
Driving through Georgia, I pull it to a stop
Cuz off the road a creature drops my jaw:
In the woods there stands a thousand pound hog:
Hogzilla!

Try to get away, pounding out the miles
Try to get away, Dave Dudley on the dial
Try to get away, but the hair on my neck
Stands up straight and my nerves are a wreck
In the ditch I see his half-ton tracks:
Hogzilla!! Hes after me!

Chorus:
Hes the King of the Southern Jungle
Half a ton and hes made to rumble
Hes got tusks like two Pungie spears
Gonna gut you if he ever gets near:
Hogzilla!


Bridge:
All you wanted to do is have a short relief
Standing in the woods, up against a tree
Then the ground starts quaking
The leaves begin to beg
Your losing your foundation
Hes going to eat your legs!

Somewhere on the road, dark in the night
Somewhere on the road, hide from the light
Somewhere on the road a beast appears
A squeling Devil and the danger is getting near
In your semi-truck, take a pull of beer. . .and

Run him down! Yes! Run him down!


property of Michael Lohre, songwriter