[Dark phonk 808 intro, no drums]

Hoedown, hoedown, whatcha gonna do?
Run from the holler 'fore the dead come too
Watch out, watch out, walkin' through
You don't want a piece of me, I'll make you go boo-hoo

Hoedown, hoedown, whatcha gonna do?
Run from the holler 'fore the dead come too

[Verse 1 — groove metal riffs kick in, stomping kick drums, nu-metal bass drop]

I been up in these woods since before your daddy's name
Ain't a soul in this county that don't know my claim
Got the holler knockin' and the devil hollerin' loud
I don't answer to nobody, don't belong to no crowd

They said don't go past the treeline when the fog hangs low
I put the fog there, baby — that's my welcome show
Come on in if you're stupid, come on in if you're brave
Just know I'm the reason that the last one misbehaved

[Pre-Chorus 1 — tension build, menacing low-end rumble creeping in]

You can feel it in your chest now
You can feel it in your legs
Somethin' wicked's got its eye on you
And it don't take no begs

[Chorus 1 — full metalcore fury, aggressive snare, down-tuned guitars crushing]

Hoedown in the hollow, devil's on the porch
Hit so filthy it's a four-alarm torch
Don't you try to bargain, don't you try to pray
I'm the king of this hollow and you're already my prey
Hoedown!

[Drop — metalcore breakdown, dark phonk 808 bass, double kick thundering]

(Get low — stay low)
(Hollow don't let go)
(Too slow — I know)

You came in on your own, now you reap what you sow

[Verse 2 — nu-metal swagger, gritty overdriven guitars, half swaggering half sinister]

I don't need a weapon, I just need the night
I don't need a reason 'cause I'm always right
Got a rebel in my throat and vengeance on my tongue
Every fool who crossed me left here less than young

They write songs 'bout places they ain't brave enough to go
I live in that place, boy, I put on the show
So bring your little friends and bring your little nerve
I'll be on the porch when y'all lose what you deserve

[Pre-Chorus 2 — menacing low-end rumble screaming underneath]

You can feel it in your chest now
You can feel it in your legs
Somethin' wicked's got its eye on you
And honey, it don't beg

[Chorus 2 — full metalcore fury, rebel yell mid-way]

Hoedown in the hollow, devil's on the porch
Hit so filthy it's a four-alarm torch
Don't you try to bargain, don't you try to pray
I'm the king of this hollow and you're already my prey
Hoedown!

[Bridge/Breakdown — half-time, stomping kick drums only, cold and slow]

Nobody comes to the hollow by accident
Nobody leaves the hollow by choice
You think you found your way in, little wanderer?
Nah, baby — I heard your voice
I always hear the voice

[Final Chorus — thunderous double kick, everything erupts, crushing groove metal riffs]

Hoedown in the hollow, devil's on the porch
Hit so filthy it's a four-alarm torch
Don't you try to bargain, don't you try to pray
I'm the king of this hollow and you're already my prey
Can't outrun it, can't outfox it, hollow's in your veins now
Hoedown!

[Outro — gritty overdriven guitars fade, lone dark phonk 808 pulse, menacing]

Hoedown, hoedown, whatcha gonna do?
Run from the holler 'fore the dead come too
...too late, honey