on a sanguine moonlite night
deep down south in the swamplands
a blood curdling scream can be heard
borne out of the muck & quicksand...
it'll chill you to the bone
it'll make you quiver in fear
something from a prehistoric past
rising from the murky water...it nears
go! - go!
go! - go!
go! - it's got gills like a fish
go! - but walks like a man
go! - it's hungry for some fresh flesh
go! - tonight
go! - it likes the young girls
go! - that swim in his canals
go! - the sweet scent of their skin
go! - he likes!
beware! ohh - beware!
take care
it's the son of the creature from
the black lagoon!
beware! - ohh beware!
take care!
he'll come take your woman away!
beware! - ohh beware!
take care
it's the son of the creature from
the black lagoon!
beware! beware!
stay out! keep clear of his swampy domain!