Crawfish Alley Bash

[Intro]
Down in Tunica, where the crawfish grow wild,
It’s been thirty years of a tradition styled,
From a few brave dads to a lively crowd,
Crawfish Alley, scream it loud!

[Verse 1]
Started back in ’96, with a plan so clear,
To help their kids’ school, bring some cheer,
Now fifty strong, shining like gold,
Tacky, crazy, bold and old.

[Pre-Chorus]
Bad haircuts and mustaches, so free,
Cindy with her lashes, oh me!
Jell-O shots and beer in hand,
Sucking heads, tails pinched, ain’t that grand?

[Chorus]
Crawfish Alley, where the mud bugs spin,
Spicy second batch, let the fun begin,
Sexy dad bods on the flame,
Trashy, sassy, still fun the same!

[Verse 2]
Dropping crawfish in the purge tank’s gleam,
Sirens blare while we live the dream,
Captain Ray’s leading with style,
Evie back there cracking a smile.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s a three-day bash, year by year,
Laughs and memories, oh so dear,
The crew’s got nicknames, they’re a sight,
Misfits and friends, all just right!

[Chorus]
Crawfish Alley, where the mud bugs spin,
Spicy second batch, let the fun begin,
Sexy dad bods on the flame,
Trashy, sassy, still fun the same!

[Bridge]
The customer is always wrong,
We’re singing loud, and it’s all so strong,
From the toss to the boil, to the dance and shout,
This tradition’s what it’s all about!

[Outro]
Thirty years down the line, we still groove,
Crawfish Alley, in our hearts it’s proved,
A tangled mess of love and pride,
Tunica’s pride, our wild ride!

Folk rock with lively party vibes, acoustic guitar, banjo, upbeat percussion, humorous tone