Three separate hands of solitaire at the station:
Me, Jerry Hawk and Billy Hawk (no relation)
Suddenly a charge in the air
Footfalls at the top of the stairs
Arn found the print inches deep in the wet sand
Two feet across if it was a square inch, man
And though the plaster was compromised
You should have seen the look in his eyes
Everyone inside
Sasquatch in Defuniak—you better listen
Where’s our education got us now?
Remember plan B? Well, you better forget that
Sound the alarms, deputize all the lab rats
Better keep it under your hats
Better keep an eye on your cats
With plenty of cover I reckon he’ll stay gone
With plenty of deer and wild hogs he can feed on
Stomping around in the dirt
Walton County under alert
Everyone inside
Sasquatch in Defuniak—the phone is ringing
What good are our reputations now?
Everyone inside
Sasquatch in Defuniak—better believe it
We sleep in shifts with one eye open now
