Fonz Pond - by ICP
"Hey I know where we can go. Where? Lets go to Fonz Pond. What? No way dude you know how many kids died there? No way! I should've known you guys would be a bunch of baby p---ies about it. F--k that aint afraid.
You don't even know where its at. Yes I do. Then where is it then?
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.
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 weeds are red like splattered blood.
Hidden deep in the wild brush,
if you know where it is then hush.
Off likety trail theres a pond where many a children perished.
Missing children swampy depths,
mysteries are secrets kept.
Somethings watching from the water,
it took them missing sons and daughters.
Its over there.
Fight for air,
Something strong is pulling me under pulling me under.
Fight for air,
something strong is pulling me down.
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 you'll know exactly whats true.
Somethings dragging through the mud,
mosquitos 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,"
