There's a hole in the river
Where the water's going down
Like an underground tornado
Spinning round and round
The river's getting drier
Than the hottest summer's day
But it's the middle of December
And it's raining anyway
This happens every hundred years
Or so the preachers say
A message from the lord above
To help us mend our ways
Or the hole it will get bigger
And swallow down the town
Along with all our worldly goods
Leaving nothing to be found
Some say it's putting out the fire
Down below Down below
Quenching all the thirsty desire
Of lost forgotten souls
There's a lot of speculation
Where that hole leads to
Me I've got an open mind
Here's what I'm gonna do
Gonna sit down on the Levee
Til I can't sit there no more
Then I'm gonna dive on in
And swim down to it's floor
Some say it's putting out the fire
Down below Down below
Quenching all the thirsty desire
Of lost forgotten souls
Sure looks so surreal
Like a painting on a gallery wall
Something out of this world
A natural phenomena
It's been raining now for many days
Looks like it will never stop
But that old hole keeps taking it
Flowing o'er the top
Some have started praying
Some turned to the booze
I'll make my own destiny
Got nothing much to lose
Some say it's putting out the fire
Down below Down below
Quenching all the thirsty desire
Of lost forgotten souls
Some say it's putting out the fire
Down below Down below
Quenching all the thirsty desire
Of lost tormented souls