Fonz Pond

Off lickety trail theres a pond where many a children died
Its a place to run to and disappear a place where some folks hide.
But they will tell you about the rumors that swell around this lake
Some say there’s something in the
water them deaths are no mistake.
The fog that rides along the top has been said to carry voices
Those of the dead who took the dare
and jumped in they made bad choices
Some have seen and others heard that they seen along the bottom
Are all the bodies of the girls and boys
preserved and remaining half-rotten.

The water’s fit with murky mud
The weeds are red like splattered blood.
In this pond a spirit cries
Snakes and bugs replace his eyes.
Some don’t believe and dared to swim
Something under will pull you in.
Hidden deep in the wild brush
If you know where it is then hush.

We almost there
Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.
Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.

Off likety trail theres a pond where many a children perished
The water is black even in the sunlight deep and dark nightmarish.
Some believe the bodies surface and bask underneath the moon
Others say they seen a headless boy
stumbling round the lagoon.
The loons scream all night long
Sounds malotic sings you a song.
Missing children swampy depths
Mysteries are secrets kept.
Staring owls snakes and frogs
Leeches living off hollow logs.
Somethings watching from the water
It took them missing sons and daughters.

Its over there.
Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.
Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.

Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me under pulling me under.
Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me down.
Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me under pulling me under.
Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me down.

Only terrifying horror tales emulate from this one place
Several children young boys and
girls disappear here without a trace.
What you believe and what you don’t is entirely up to you
But if you go up there and swim alone
ou’ll know exactly whats true.
Somethings dragging through the mud
Mesquitos attrackted to the blood.
They say the dark depths have no bottom
Some never came back up and got ‘em.
Crazy kids come party here
It swallows more souls every year.
The jump right in and disappear
Best to stay away from up there at fonz pond.

There it is.
Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.
Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.

Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me under pulling me under.
Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me down.
Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me under pulling me under.
Fight for air
Something strong is pulling me down.

Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.
Don’t go in the water
At fonz pond.