Sunrise On Slaughter Beach (2022)

• Red Alert (Boss Metal Zone)
• Slaughter Beach
• Mountain Of Bone
• Nosferatu Madre
• Mercy Brown
• We Strive For Excellence
• Skeletons On Mars
• Three Golden Horns
• Jackhammer Our Names
• Boogeyman Blues (The Complete Edition Bonus Track)
• Arts & Crafts (The Complete Edition Bonus Track)
• Railroad Daisies (The Complete Edition Bonus Track) 

Red Alert (Boss Metal Zone) lyrics - Clutch

(You're sitting watching TV

When suddenly you discover

A wasp crawling on your wrist)

I used to work for Doc Tyrell

It didn't end so well

Been misbehaving since the Tannhäusser Gate

Quit now, you won't regret

But you got to take that first step

You strike me as the type who honestly appreciates

Electromagnetic pulses in my veins

Nothing ventured, nothing gained

Red alert, Boss Metal Zone

Red alert

The greatest living science fiction writer in the world

You're looking at him, yeah you're looking at him

You'd make a great companion, on a fantastic voyage

So, what do ya say? Yeah, what do ya say?

Electromagnetic pulses in my veins

Nothing ventured, nothing gained

Red alert, Boss Metal Zone

Red alert

You are given a calfskin wallet on your birthday

You've been grinding nine to five

Mining just to stay alive

How many heartbeats are there left for the record?

Can you pass the Voight-Kampff test

Under emotional stress?

Are you familiar with the Roy Batty method?

Electromagnetic pulses in my veins

Nothing ventured, nothing gained

Red alert, Boss Metal Zone

Red alert

Electromagnetic pulses in my veins

So many tears in the rain

Red alert, Boss Metal Zone

Red alert

Slaughter Beach lyrics - Clutch

I'm not sweating any consequences

I do what I have to do just to get on by

There's no sex appeal in guilt nor anger

Ain't it enough, ain't it enough to provide?

Economic casualties

My blue-blooded creeps

Hand in hand we walk together

Along Slaughter Beach

Maritime tragedies

You blue-blooded freaks

Hand in hand we walk together

Along Slaughter Beach

I'm not betting on wild horses

Like they do in Assateague or Pimlico

I demand to shuck my clam the old fashioned way

Under a strawberry moon, bare-handed, wearing no clothes

Economic casualties

My blue-blooded creeps

Hand in hand we walk together

Along Slaughter Beach

Maritime tragedies

You blue-blooded freaks

Hand in hand we walk together

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Economic casualties

My blue-blooded creeps

Hand in hand we walk together

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Maritime tragedies

You blue-blooded freaks

Hand in hand we walk together

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Mountain Of Bone lyrics - Clutch

To climb the mountain is no easy task

But it's so much harder coming down

All the torches of the party have all gone dark

Hungry mouths surround

There's no gold beneath the beast

Just a mountain of bone

The wind and the rain are the lone courtiers

A dynasty of one ascends to the throne

The names of many ancient travelers

Carved in the caverns we grind

Grow older and older with every step

Until no more are left to find

There's no gold beneath the beast

Just a pile of bones

The wind and the rain are the lone courtiers

A dynasty of one ascends to the throne

Yet here I am still rolling

A twenty sided die

Am I chaotic evil

Or lawfully good aligned?

Yet here I am still rolling

A twenty sided die

Am I chaotic evil

Or lawfully good aligned?

Yet here I am still rolling

A twenty sided die

Am I chaotic evil

Or lawfully good aligned?

Nosferatu Madre lyrics - Clutch

I was accused of witchcraft

Aboard the Mayflower ship

They threw me overboard

Ten stone of ballast chained to my legs

No stars above to guide me

No sunrise shall I see again

Cast adrift on a sea of sangre

I will exact my pound of flesh

Mira nosferatu madre

I walked all the cold Atlantic

Held fast by hex and lock

But I did rise from the waters

And split them wide open upon Plymouth Rock

No stars above to guide me

No sunrise shall I see again

Cast adrift on a sea of sangre

I will exact my pound of flesh

Mira nosferatu madre

No stars above to guide me

No sunrise shall I see again

Cast adrift on a sea of sangre

I will exact my pound of flesh

Mira nosferatu madre

Mercy Brown lyrics - Clutch

Jaundiced yellow light is flashing

Hanging above Church and Main

On the wind her perfume lingers

Likewise her Christian name

Fields of night hang close above her

The family lie in a dreamless sleep

Frost grows on the windowpanes

And the wind spins circles in the empty street

Shining white steeples

Rise from the ground

Ring all the bells you may

And brace for the kiss of Mercy Brown

By the paper mill she wanders

Singing melodies to the clouds

A fox calls but none does answer

Cross the green of hallowed ground

Quietly beyond the threshold

A pale hand on the bannister

Looks upon the sleepers there

And weeps at the memory of the way things were

Shining white steeples

Alarm the town

Ring all the bells you can

And brace for the kiss of Mercy Brown

Two lovers in the moonlight

Playing at hare and hounds

Leaves fall upon the hillside

Ruddy as the lips of young Miss Brown

Shining white steeples

Alarm the town

Ring all the bells you can

Then brace for the kiss of Mercy Brown

Shining white steeples

Dawn in the dark

Be still your beating

Your beating heart

Be still your beating heart

We Strive For Excellence lyrics - Clutch

I have a hammer, a box of nails

Two M80s' and punk sticks

My uncle's favorite Farrah Fawcett lighter

A Schwinn hurricane with BMX grips

We deliver where Knievel failed

What's a little bit of tetanus?

Pledge allegiance to the denim flag

And strive for excellence

Yes we do

We strive for excellence

Yes we do

The dinner bell ain't calling me home

I found at least a dozen two by fours

Marine grade plywood

No six million dollar men

No retakes, no Hollywood

One and done, feet off the pedals

Naive elegance

Salute the denim, light the pyro

And strive for excellence

Yes we do

We strive for excellence

Yes we do

The dinner bell ain't calling me home

You're in the cub scouts, right?

I believe I need a tourniquet

I can hear my mama calling

Hand over that snake bite kit

We deliver where Knievel failed

What's a little bit of tetanus?

Pledge allegiance to the denim flag

And strive for excellence

Yes we do

We strive for excellence

Yes we do

We strive for excellence

Yes we do

We strive for excellence

Yes we do

Yes we do

We strive for excellence

Skeletons On Mars lyrics - Clutch

Descending the ladder

Boots on the surface, triangulating command and control

No visible life signs

Lower the vehicle and the medical drones

Cold iron, blood red

Persephone, do thee wed?

Mortal nations, Olympus Mons

Add another skeleton on Mars

Anamolous signal

Strangely familiar yet not familiar at all

My god, that's impossible!

Open the airlock it's a... (inaudible)

Cold iron, blood red

Persephone, do thee wed?

Mortal nations, Olympus Mons

Add another skeleton on Mars

Or Ares by another name

Don't make a difference

Gonna end the same way

Don't make a difference

Gonna end the same way

Three Golden Horns lyrics - Clutch

Met my girl on a dinner date

Uptown movie, not back too late

But saxophones and cocktails had other plans

By Roland Kirk's three golden horns

Sol Invictus thrice reborn

Now I see the truth

Jazz music corrupts our youth

Weaving to the men's restroom

Hallucinations red and blue

These pagan rites were too much for the kid to bear

By Roland Kirk's three golden horns

Sol Invictus thrice reborn

Now I see the truth

Jazz music corrupts our youth

Turtlenecks and switchblade knives

Pointy shoes, back alley dice

Oh what's the use?

Jazz music corrupts our youth

On Slaughter Beach, it's daybreak now

My girl is nowhere to be found

Vibraphones and highballs made other plans

By Roland Kirk's three golden horns

Sol Invictus thrice reborn

They speak the truth

Jazz music corrupts our youth

Turtlenecks and switchblade knives

Business suits, back alley dice

Oh what's the use?

Jazz music destroys our youth

Jackhammer Our Names lyrics - Clutch

We march into the city wounded but sound

Showered by the praises from the unclean crowds

Inside the throne room we feel so at ease

It's as God intended and I'm sure he'd agree

We are victorious, we are young

With all the time in the world to regret what we've done

Like Adam and Eve in springtime before the fall

They'll celebrate our victory with pomp and circumstance

Our faces grace the currency, the school rooms and stamps

Holidays and avenues, boulevards and parks

Our names ring on forever, shining beacons in the dark

We are victorious, we are young

With all the time in the world to regret what we've done

Like Adam and Eve in springtime before the fall

Generations later will come to tear us down

Rip us from our pedestals then wheel us out of town

Melt us down for daggers, zeal and rage

Destroy our plazas, jackhammer our names

We are victorious, we are young

With all the time in the world to regret what we've done

Like Adam and Eve in springtime before the fall

Like Adam and Eve in springtime before the fall

Boogeyman Blues lyrics - Clutch

The wolf bay cornered

Bay cornered and bearing his teeth

The wolf was surrounded

Was surrounded by angry sheep

This time no quarter

This time we drink your tears

And I thought to myself

This is my favorite time of year

Every krampus

Is a lonesome dude

Sooner or later

All the boogeymen start singing the blues

The ram stood quiet

Stood quiet among the ewes

The lambs were astounded

Confounded and well amused

This time no tomorrow

This time we dance and cheer

Oh what a wonderful reminder

Of my favorite time of year

Every krampus

Is a lonesome dude

Sooner or later

All the boogeymen start singing the blues

The shepherd brought his flock in

To feed them and tend to their wool

The shepherd ran in horror

We are not hungry our bellies are full

This time we don't need you

This time lose the shears

Oh the magic abounds

During my favorite time of year

Every krampus

Is a lonesome dude

Sooner or later

All the boogeymen start singing the blues

Every krampus

Is a lonesome dude

Sooner or later

All the boogeymen start singing the blues

Arts & Crafts lyrics - Clutch

It's a national chain with a memorable name

Selling arts and crafts

With a cute little hustle flexing their muscle

And a knack for black market artifacts

Alizarin crimson

Magic white and

Midnight black

Once you see the happy valley

There's no going back

The cradle of civilization

Looks better in a proper frame

All smiles and matching sweaters

Hanging on the wall with collectible plates

Pazuzu's wings stretch far and wide

Above the bedazzlers

Idle hands make for devil's work

So bring on the dancing satyrs

Alizarin crimson

Magic white and

Midnight black

Once you leave the happy valley

There's no going back

The cradle of civilization

Looks better in a proper frame

All smiles and matching sweaters

Hanging on the wall with collectible plates

The cradle of civilization

Looks better in a proper frame

All smiles and matching sweaters

Hanging on the wall with collectible plates

The haboob busts the doors wide open and then

Miss Inanna comes strutting through

All decked out in seasonal wares

And a cart full of royal blue

The cradle of civilization

Looks better in a proper frame

All smiles and matching sweaters

Hanging on the wall with collectible plates

The cradle of civilization

Looks better in a proper frame

All smiles and matching sweaters

Hanging on the wall with collectible plates

Railroad Daisies lyrics - Clutch

Off to haunt the world with rage and beauty

Skipping down the tracks again

Along the promenade of blazing iron

With a crown of railroad daisies in your hair

Never should have left Ohio

Fallen in love with him

Chasing after shadows

And promises again

Barefoot through the tunnel

The light and horn

Screaming louder than the day you were born

Howling in July's holy fire

Spitting shells over the edge

While the mean Monongahela

Takes them just below the bridge

Never should have left Ohio

Fallen in love with him

Chasing after shadows

And promises again

Barefoot through the tunnel

The light and horn

Screaming louder than the day you were born

Never should have left Ohio

Gone away with him

Chasing all your shadows

His promises again

Barefoot through the tunnel

The light and horn

Screaming louder than the day you were born

Book Of Bad Decisions (2018)

• Gimme The Keys
• Spirit Of '76
• Book Of Bad Decisions
• How To Shake Hands
• In Walks Barbarella
• Vision Quest
• Weird Times
• Emily Dickinson
• Sonic Counselor
• A Good Fire
• Ghoul Wrangler
• H.B. Is In Control
• Hot Bottom Feeder
• Paper & Strife
• Lorelei

Gimme The Keys lyrics - Clutch

Squinting from blinding rays of the Sun

Deep in the heart of July

There to perform for children of corn

Whose crop stood well twelve foot high

Three knaves remained to the end of the day

We refused their vile entreats

Standing our ground we played for the ears

Between the harvester's teeth

Great Plains hardcore scenes

May not be the biggest but Lord they're mean

And though my mind has been shot to hell

The details of that night I remember well

Gravel and locust they swore to rope us

We did our best to steer straight

Trailer and hitch straight into the ditch

Praying to Jesus and the holy saints

Despite the violence, sometimes I look back

A nostalgia begins to take hold

Wisdom of sorts is found in due course

In the rows of silver and gold

Great Plains hardcore scenes

May not be the biggest but Lord they're mean

And though my mind has been shot to hell

The details of that night I remember well

Gimme the keys, they can keep the guarantee

Gimme the keys and get the hell out of Dodge

Hey man we don't got your

We don't got your SM-57

Look dude why don't you

Try some old fashioned P.M.A.?

Through bloody butchers we ran for hours

Then hours grew into years

Stalked by the fury of John Brown's eyes

And still the storm hasn't cleared

Despite the mileage sometimes I look back

A nostalgia begins to take hold

Wisdom of sorts is found of course

In rows of silver and gold

Great Plains hardcore scenes

May not be the biggest but Lord they're mean

And though my mind has been shot to hell

The details of that night I remember well

Gimme the keys, they can keep the guarantee

Gimme the keys and get the hell out of Dodge

Spirit Of '76 lyrics - Clutch

The Flyers beat the Reds fair and square

While up the coast some fled the Devil's lair

An heiress was into her irons thrown

While the family feuds exploded in our homes

Moon collapsed in the garden

Vikings looted the plains

Spirit of '76

We were such a tender age

The Mohican swore he would get organized

To clean the war forever from his mind

A farmer came with peanuts in his hand

Then wept a bit while waltzing to the band

Moon collapsed in the garden

Vikings looted the plains

Spirit of '76

We were such a tender age

Moon collapsed in the garden

Vikings looted the plains

Spirit of '76

We were such a tender age

Moon collapsed in the garden

Vikings looted the plains

Spirit of '76

We were such a tender age

Book Of Bad Decisions lyrics - Clutch

One road lead to the east

Another to the west

In a fit of desperation

In the dark I sought redress

As the clouds began to gather

Oh I wailed like a newborn babe

Newborn babe

And opened the book

Of bad decisions I have made

I have made

I walked into the station

All covered in blood

The watchman came out

"You can't be here son"

So I threw down my suitcase

Oh I wailed like a newborn babe

Newborn babe

And wrote another chapter

Of bad decisions I have made

I have made

I saw ma belle

Looking lonesome in her time

I picked up her receiver

And dropped a dime

When I heard you answer

Oh I wailed like a newborn babe

Newborn babe

And read the dedication

From the book of bad decisions

I have made

I have made

How To Shake Hands lyrics - Clutch

Are you cool?

Well I'm cool

Is everybody cool?

Well let's get hot

Grass roots

All across this great nation

And I am truly humbled

And gratefully accept the nomination

I'm gonna be President

Of the United States

First Tuesday in November

Mark it down and save the date

Live music in the White House

Strictly B.Y.O.B.

The public want to get down

It is our collective destiny

I'm gonna kiss all the babies

Maybe kiss their Mamas too

I don't need the secret service

I know how to work a room

I'm gonna be President

Of the United States

I was born to be the President

Of these United States

On the day I was born

All the nurses and doctors

"Take that boy out his crib

And put him in the Executive Office!"

First thing that I'm gonna do

Is disclose all those U.F.O.s

Put Jimi Hendrix on the 20 dollar bill

And Bill Hicks on a 5 note

Hot damn the democratic process

What a time to be alive

Oh I'm ready to give the people what they want

And what they want is straight talk and no jive

"We have exit polls coming in

Rhode Island and American Samoa

We have more results coming in

From Puerto Rico and both Dakotas

Breaking news happening right now

I believe we're ready to call it

Do you want us to call it? Yeah!

I believe we have a winner!"

Thank you very much

I couldn't have done it

I couldn't have done it without you!

Drinks on me!

Thank you very much

I couldn't have done it

I couldn't have done it without you!

Drinks on me!

First thing that I'm gonna do

Is go for a ride on a U.F.O.

Put Jimi Hendrix on the 20 dollar bill

And Bill Hicks on a 5 note

Hot damn the democratic process

What a time to be alive

Oh I'm ready to give the people what they want

And what they want is straight talk and no jive

In Walks Barbarella lyrics - Clutch

Heard you got detention three times this week

Playing with the bad kids down by the creek

When I was your age, oh I, did the same

I'll save you some trouble, boy, and try to explain

Defcon! Tractor beams! Weaponized Funk

In walks Barbarella, set to stun

Defcon! Tractor beams! Gamma ray gun

Straight out the mothership! Weaponized Funk

Let me back up 20 years or so

Before I met your mama, I was living on the road

I met a belle from the astral planes

Hopped in my seven ten, I was never quite the same

Defcon! Tractor beams! Weaponized Funk

In walks Barbarella, set to stun

Defcon! Tractor beams! Gamma ray gun

Straight out the mothership! Weaponized Funk

One last word to the wise

While we got time to kill

If the X-rays don't get ya

Then the heartbreak surely will

When it was over, all I had to show

Big bill from Motel 6 and a broken nose

From east of Needles to eternity

Space trucking, son, ain't what it used to be

Defcon! Tractor beams! Weaponized Funk

In walks Barbarella, set to stun

Defcon! Tractor beams! Gamma ray gun

Straight out the mothership! Weaponized Funk

Defcon! Tractor beams! Weaponized Funk

In walks Barbarella, set to stun

Defcon! Tractor beams! Gamma ray gun

Straight out the mothership!

Vision Quest lyrics - Clutch

I went out drinking with the reaper

And man did it get live

You could count it by the liter

It's kinda hard to quantify

Come morning he was shakin'

And he began to sob

I said, man you got to keep it together

Or you gonna be out a job

Oh pale rider, you're in need of a hella talking to

Why don't you leave me be? I got things to do

Oh pale rider, the missus has it out for you

And if she sees you here, she gonna cut you through

Three days later he came knockin'

And I was so surprised

He wasn't offerin' a coffin

He was there to socialize

I'm on a vision quest

And everybody's invited

Ain't life just the best?

It's so damn exciting!

Oh pale rider, you're in need of a hella talking to

Why don't you leave me be? I got things to do

Oh pale rider, the missus has it out for you

And if she sees you here, she gonna cut you through

Man did it get live

Man did it get live

Man did it get

Man did it get live

Man did it get

Man did it get live

Oh pale rider, you're in need of a hella talking to

Why don't you leave me be? I got things to do

Oh pale rider, the missus has it out for you

And if she sees you here, she gonna cut you through

Weird Times lyrics - Clutch

Weird times

She radiated haute couture

Fancy machinery and free literature

Yet I knew something was not quite right

Disregarding that what was there not to like?

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Destination unknown

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Futurism is the loneliest job

The meter got to melting, the auditor screamed

Your thetan levels are far too extreme!

She ran the numbers, there was no mistake

You don't belong here, you must be from out of state!

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Destination unknown

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Futurism is the loneliest job

I'm in the mood for technological innovation

The likes of which humanity has never seen

I'm in the mood for big time cosmic revelation

The likes of which would make you think more highly of me

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Destination unknown

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Futurism is the loneliest job

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Destination unknown

Weird times

Maximum full blown

Weird times

Futurism is the loneliest job

Emily Dickinson lyrics - Clutch

The farmhouse was overtaken

By vine and the snake

Hooked on phantom power

The acres seemed to ache

Pursued by floating rebels

They'd take us if they could

I thought a spell of country living

Would do my spirits good

Emily Dickinson

Won't you lay your hair down low?

Staring out the windowpane

There's so much more to know

Emily Dickinson

All buttoned down in Victoria black

Let's watch the white clouds run

With the cool grass on our backs

The door mouse was mistaken

There was no quarter there

The attic and the cellar

Were but jaws of a bear

The hunter was the quarry

All tangled in the wood

I thought a spell of country living

Would do my spirits good

Emily Dickinson

Won't you lay your hair down low?

Staring out the windowpane

There's so much more to know

Emily Dickinson

All buttoned down in Victoria black

Let's watch the white clouds run

With the cool grass on our backs

Disembodied gentry

Gathered by my door

Your electrical habits

Aren't welcome here anymore

That day I left

With a locket and glove

Keepsakes lest I forget

A woman by the name of

Emily Dickinson

Won't you lay your hair down low?

Staring out the windowpane

There's so much more to know

Emily Dickinson

All buttoned down in Victoria black

Let's watch the white clouds run

With the cool grass on our backs

Emily Dickinson

Trade your lily for a rose

Run to the valley

Where the wild daisy grows

Emily Dickinson

Won't you lay your hair down low?

Staring out the windowpane

There's so much more to know

Sonic Counselor lyrics - Clutch

Ferocious women and ill tempered men

We're not that picky 'cause we take 'em all in

We fuss and fight and spit and cuss

Look no further you have found the right church

Ecclesiastic

World wide

Enlightenment

Sonic counselor

Ecclesiastic

World wide

Enlightenment

Sonic counselor

Prosperity gospel just ain't our thing

The riches we seek are fit for no king

If you desire material worth

The truth of the matter is you're in the wrong church

Ecclesiastic

World wide

Enlightenment

Sonic counselor

Ecclesiastic

World wide

Enlightenment

Sonic counselor

Transient fundamentals

All are welcome in this holy temple

We greet each other in codified rhyme

Scratch off the numbers to call the divine

If you're in need of miraculous works

We have good news you're in the right church

Ecclesiastic

World wide

Enlightenment

Sonic counselor

Ecclesiastic

World wide

Enlightenment

Sonic counselor

A Good Fire lyrics - Clutch

I remember hearing Sabbath for the first time

When I was thirteen years old

A large field party outside Damascus

In the grips of October's cold

Alder birch cedar boxwood pine

Who among us can deny?

We love a good fire

We love a good fire

I made eyes with a girl whose name

I can not clearly remember

Then again that was some thirty years ago

And our words have been lost to the timber

Alder birch cedar boxwood pine

Who among us can deny?

We love a good fire

We love a good fire

Like a babe in the woods

I knew right there that I'd been had

Like a lamb among the wolves

I knew right there that I'd been had

This rusted hatchet weighs

Much too heavy in the hand

And all across my countryside

No longer trees do stand

Sycamore oak and ash

Nothing in this world can ever last

Can ever last

Now a geezer's nightmare

Slowly unfolds

The sound of English rain

Pisses on the coals

Alder birch cedar boxwood pine

Who among us can deny?

We love a good fire

We love a good fire

We love a good fire

Who doesn't love a good fire?

Ghoul Wrangler lyrics - Clutch

I hear a ruckus in the back tall shadows on the wall

Mabel, won't you wake up we got lawyers in the barn

Yes we do

All the rumors they're all true

Don't worry baby I know what to do

Many years ago there was a case of legalese

Thankfully my grandad handed down those ancient ways

Yes he did

Folk magic the real deal

Folk magic hot off the grill!

Woo!

Ghoul wrangler

Shut 'em down

Ghoul wrangler

Shut 'em down

Licensed and bonded

I should get a business card

Certified

Ghoul wrangler

I sneak up to the coop and see them chewing on the bones

Spitting backwards Latin at mobile phones

Yes they were

Frothing at the mouth like rabid beasts

Diabolical to say the least

At the sight of me they bare their flashing yellow claws

Bits of old poor Chester white falling from their maws

Yes they were

Hackles rose air grew chill

Folk magic hot off the grill!

Woo!

Ghoul wrangler

Shut 'em down

Ghoul wrangler

Shut 'em down

Licensed and bonded

I should get a business card

Certified

Ghoul wrangler

Thirteen bloody litigators feasting on the hog

My god, Mabel, we got lawyers in the barn

Twelve of them dispatched and now there's one more left to go

I track his penny loafers through the freshly fallen snow

Yes I did

I found him in the old stockyard

We got different laws down on the farm

Woo!

Ghoul wrangler

Shut 'em down

Ghoul wrangler

Shut 'em down

Licensed and bonded

I should get a business card

Big time

Ghoul wrangler

Thirteen bloody litigators feasting on the hog

My god, Mabel, we got lawyers in the barn

Thirteen bloody litigators feasting on the hog

My god, Mabel, we got lawyers in the barn

H.B. Is In Control lyrics - Clutch

South side Denny's I was amazed

As I quietly surveyed the damaged

I did my best not to attract attention

Just a glass of water and a ham sandwich

Krystal came 'round one more time

And her demeanor was most concerning

She dropped the pitcher, screamed bloody murder

Then something in the kitchen started burning

Don't call the cops, don't call the fire department

Hieronymus Bosch in control

Supernatural, yeah

Hieronymus Bosch is in control

The joint erupted in a medieval melee

You know that style darkness and misery

I started thinking this is getting bubonic

And I better split before they get to splitting me

The smoke was thick and it was all confusion

The manager managed to vomit money

I got up on the counter, said you all must be tripping

If this is some kind of joke well it ain't funny

Don't call the cops, don't call the fire department

Hieronymus Bosch in control

Supernatural, yeah

Hieronymus Bosch is in control

Those of you who might suspect

I am given to exaggeration

Like them or not, the facts are facts

They're not open to interpretation

Feet first into the pandemonium

I didn't sign up for this

Feet first into the pandemonium

I didn't, I didn't sign up for this

Don't call the cops, don't call the fire department

Hieronymus Bosch in control

Supernatural, yeah

Hieronymus Bosch is in control

Don't call the fire department

Hieronymus Bosch is in control

Supernatural, yeah

Hieronymus Bosch is in control

Hot Bottom Feeder lyrics - Clutch

Never mind that stuff, they sell from Vietnam

Get it from the Chesapeake, but never from the can

Follow my directions, it's an easy recipe

Strictly by the pound, adjust accordingly

One hundred million years old

Transcendent creature

No bones about it

Hot bottom feeder

Don't bother with the lump, it won't stick together

I prefer backfin... And there's nothing wrong with special

Powdered mustard, parsley, a dab of mayonnaise

Just enough bread crumbs and one raw egg

One hundred million years old

Transcendent creature

I just can't get enough

Hot bottom feeder

Yes, indeed. Serve it up hot!

Yes, indeed. Like this

Grab a biscuit cutter and pack it till it's filled

Stick it in the reefer for a little time to chill

Butter up a skillet, fry till golden brown

Find yourself a beverage and wash it all down

One hundred million years old

Transcendent creature

No bones about it

Hot bottom feeder

One hundred million years old

Transcendent creature

I just can't get enough

Hot bottom feeder

Paper & Strife lyrics - Clutch

Reptilian oil pompadour set to kill

150 pesos ain't enough to pay these bills

Liberate the Spanish prisoner

The clock's ticking and the time grows near

If you won't maybe your neighbor will

Regional salesman of the year

Iraqi dinars by the metric ton

Robert Johnson's contract oh you know you need one

Liberate the Spanish prisoner

The clock's ticking and the time grows near

If you won't maybe your neighbor will

Regional salesman of the year

If you won't maybe your neighbor will

Regional salesman of the year

The twisted words of a grifter

Tall tales of a marginal life

Heart as dark as the inkwell

The world turns on paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

You're a shining example

Of America at her best

Unlike the Joneses next door

Who are clearly raging communists

Liberate the Spanish prisoner

The clock's ticking and the time grows near

If you won't maybe your neighbor will

Regional salesman of the year

If you won't maybe your neighbor will

Regional salesman of the year

The twisted words of a grifter

Tall tales of a marginal life

Heart as dark as the inkwell

The world turns on paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

Uh huh paper and strife

Lorelei lyrics - Clutch

There's no wisdom I may give

Only my apologies

If an answer you must have

There is a cave by the sea

You'll find there a Methuselah

As windswept as the trees

Should you approach him there

I advise you do so gingerly

Lorelei trouble my water

Oh I throw myself over

Rapture of song

Lorelei sweet mooncusser

Oh my compass is spinning

And I'm so far from home

There was a time of innocence

He knew nothing of the sea

Landlocked in all directions

Riding elephants to victory

But when the war at last was over

To the circus the beast went

So he walked until the land's end

And he's been there ever since

Lorelei trouble my water

Oh I throw myself over

Rapture of song

Lorelei sweet mooncusser

Oh my compass is spinning

And I'm so far from home

Lorelei trouble my water

Oh I throw myself over

Rapture of song

Lorelei sweet mooncusser

Oh my compass is spinning

And I'm so far from home

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Lord Of This World lyrics - Clutch

You're searching for your mind don't know where to start

Can't find the key to fit the lock on your heart

You think you know but you are never quite sure

Your soul is ill but you will not find a cure

Your world was made for you by someone above

But you choose evil ways instead of love

You made me master of the world where you exist

The soul I took from you was not even missed, yeah

Lord of this world

Evil possessor

Lord of this world

He's your confessor now!

You think you're innocent you've nothing to fear

You don't know me, you say, but isn't it clear?

You turn to me in all your worldly greed and pride

But will you turn to me when it's your turn to die, yeah?

Precious And Grace lyrics - Clutch

(originally by ZZ Top)

Riding top the floodway on a Friday night

The landscape's a fine and natural sight

Just cruising slow through the dark of night

With Precious and Grace everything's all right

Good God almighty we was going down slow

Yeah if we knew just where we had to go

Crying just a flying down some put out road

With Precious and Grace in my flathead Ford

So if you're out rolling late some night

Yeah and you need that supernatural delight (I'm talking to you, brother)

I know somebody's, they's just outta sight

Get with Precious and Grace, they gonna treat you right

Run, John Barleycorn, Run lyrics - Clutch

How many more times

You gonna cut me in two?

How many more times

You gonna grind me like you do?

I got a real bad feeling

They're singing in the barn

I got a real, real bad feeling

And I fear the break of dawn

How many more times are you going to do me for?

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

The miller's cup is empty

And his fire's going cold

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

He intends to cut you down

And put you to the stone

How many more years

You gonna lay me out to dry?

How many more years

You gonna sentence me to die?

And neither one's telling me the reason why

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

The miller's cup is empty

And his fire's going cold

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

He intends to cut you down

And put you to the stone

Come the dark of Winter

When you're hungry and alone

Come the long, dark of Winter

You're gonna treat me like a lord

Just like you did the year before

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

The miller's cup is empty

And his fire's going cold

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

He intends to cut you down

And put you to the stone

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

The miller's cup is empty

And his fire's going cold

Run, John Barleycorn, run!

Now run on home

He intends to cut you down

And put you to the stone

Steve Doocy lyrics - Clutch

Fox News channel: one part mammal

One part demon seed

Look no further, goat herder

The Sheppard's on the scene

Don't you know the tabs

Will only get you so far?

The devil may tip

But my Jesus got an open bar

Cut

Hezbollah, the love

We got you leaders on the set

Before we speak of suicide

We have a dog to pet

Don't you know the tabs

Will only get you so far?

The devil may tip

But my Jesus got an open bar

Cut

Don't you know the tabs

Will only get you so far?

The devil may tip

But my Jesus got an open bar

Don't you know the tabs

Will only get you so far?

The devil may tip

But my Jesus got an open bar

What Would A Wookie Do? lyrics - Clutch

Two oaken doors

Open to floors

Imported marble

Victorian drawers

They go betweens

Bucolic scenes

Machiavellian

And all the lesser name schemes

Greyhounds and rabbits

Go round and round

But everybody scatters

When the Hindenburg goes down

Robber-Baroness-es

Carpet-baggers-ese

But honestly speaking

Now we all got the same disease

I'm afraid the party's canceled

The servants never showed

And on the wall was penciled

A most foreboding note

Force getting ready

Man, begat too much

All the world will suffer

The Wookie's wicked clutch

The theocrats

With cricket bats

Hezbo-lot of love to give ya

Never take it back

A graver danger

You bouncing ravers

Madula-oblingata go

I'll see you all later

Hephaestus dragging

One leg behind

And when the trap is sprung

The warrior loses his mind

Assassins tripping

High on hashish

But honestly speaking

Now we all need the same relief

One day or another, kid

Our world will be gone

One day or another, kid

Our death will be done

One day or another, kid

Our world will be gone

One day

General quarters

You have your orders

Invisible free-masonry

Incoming mortars

The flyers landing

And are demanding

Keep on firing

Until the last man standing

Stock cars and habits

Go round and round

But everybody scatters

When the stock market goes down

Robber-Baronesses

Carpet-baggers-ese

But honestly speaking

Now we all got the same disease

I'm afraid the hunt's been canceled

The game never showed

And on the tree was penciled

A most foreboding note

Force getting ready

Man, begat too much

All the world will suffer

The Wookie's wicked clutch

Bottoms Up, Socrates lyrics - Clutch

They came marching down the street in robes

In the spirit of the Spanish inquisition

Guitars and trombones

Mechanical monkeys make good musicians

Street urchins, the smugglers and dingos

Dead languages and living man's lingos

Put the relics of a saint in a glass box

And march him around the block

Hangin' on the words of a mad man

Islands in the abyss

No use for the poet

When the hopeless seek no bliss

Mason jars of petroleum

You know those kids don't play

And should you ever get a hold of them

I'll tell you exactly what they'll say:

"Time we told you son about the family curse"

And when they open up the diary to gain an explanation

They find only terminal verse

Hangin' on the words of a mad man

Islands in the abyss

No use for the poet

When the hopeless seek no bliss

X-ray visions, eye in the sky

And the naked being led by the blind

So bottoms up now, socrates

Hemloc straight up goes down easy

Hangin' on the words of a mad man

Islands in the abyss

No use for the poet

When the hopeless seek no bliss

X-ray visions, eye in the sky

The naked being led by the blind

So bottoms up now, socrates

Hemlock tastes like ripple wine

X-ray visions, eye in the sky

The naked being led by the blind

So bottoms up now, socrates

Hemloc straight up goes down easy

Evil lyrics - Clutch

(originally by Howlin' Wolf)

You're a long way from home

Can't sleep at night

Grab your telephone

Something ain't right

Well that's evil

Evil is going on

And I'm just warning you brother

You better watch your happy home

Long way from home

Can't sleep at all

Feels like a mule's kicking

In your skull

Well that's evil

Evil is going on

And I'm just warning you sister

You better watch your happy home

Watch it! Watch it!

Long way from home

Can't sleep at all

Feels like another mule's kicking

In your skull

Well that's evil

Evil is going on

And I'm just warning you people

You better watch your happy home

Watch your happy, watch your happy happy home

Evil you better watch your happy home

I'm just warning you people

You better watch your happy home

Firebirds-Seattle lyrics - Clutch

Outside of Needles I nearly lost my mind

I pulled over on the shoulder

Yeah, and I was there some time

A young thing came walking

From out behind the trees

She gave me consolations

And this is what she said to me

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!

Both of these things are interesting to me

I don't care how you get them

I need them both and I need them urgently"

Yeah, I said I can get with that

Oh, I like those things too

But I don't own a Firebird

Perhaps this Datsun will do

Outside of the valley

Yeah, we got to overheating

She took off her sunglasses

And said I believe this bears repeating

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!

Both of these things are interesting to me

I don't care how you get them

I need them both and I need them urgently"

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!

Both of these things are interesting to me

I don't care how you get them

I need them both and I need them urgently"

Firebirds!

Outside of Barstow

We got to living on the lam

Sometimes doing odd jobs

And sometimes living off the land

Yeah, things went sour

And the girl, she got to packing

When I asked her why

She said "There are two things you are lacking"

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!

Both of these things are interesting to me

I don't care how you get them

I need them both and I need them urgently"

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!

Both of these things are interesting to me

I don't care how you get them

I need them both and I need them urgently"

Firebirds!

Fortunate Son lyrics - Clutch

(originally by Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Some folks are born made to wave the flag

Ooh, they're red, white, and blue

And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief"

Oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand

Lord, don't they help themselves, oh

But when the taxman comes to the door

Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no

Yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes

Ooh, they send you down to war

And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"

They only answer "More! More! More!"

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no lobbyist's son, son

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, one

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son

"Psychic Warfare" (2015)

The Affidavit lyrics - Clutch

Alright well, why don't you just go ahead and have a seat right there.
Here's a pad of paper and pen. And... Well
Why don't you just, why don't you just start at the beginning now?

X-Ray Visions lyrics - Clutch

First thing that I did, was buy a pack of smokes,
check in to a motel and consult my horoscope.
Sitting on the bed, with a briefcase in my hands,
patiently awaiting any word from my command

Telekinetic, dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
You better believe me brother
X-ray vision
Telekinetic prophetic dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
I know what you're thinking sister
X-ray vision

Next thing that I did, was tap out Morse code,
with a wooden nickel on the receiver on the phone.
Before I could complete it, I was quickly overtaken
by the angry spirits of Ronald and Nancy Reagan

Telekinetic, dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
You better believe me brother
X-ray vision
Telekinetic, prophetic dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
I know what you're thinking sister
X-ray vision

And on the drums, Gemini
On bass guitar, presenting, Pisces
On lead guitar, we have Aries
and on the microphone, Scorpio
Go

Last thing I remember, I was covered by the ruins,
I don't know who's to blame for that, but I know who didn't do it.
With every day that passes, it keeps on getting stranger,
but that really doesn't bother me, cause I get off on the danger.

Telekinetic, dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
You better believe me brother
X-ray vision
Telekinetic, prophetic dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
I know what you're thinking sister
X-ray vision

Telekinetic, dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
You better believe me brother
X-ray vision
t-t-t-telekinetic, prophetic dynamite
Psychic warfare is real
I know what you're thinking...
X-ray vision

Firebirds lyrics - Clutch

Outside of Needles I nearly lost my mind
I pulled over on the shoulder
Yeah, and I was there some time
A young thing came walking
From out behind the trees
She gave me consolations
And this is what she said to me

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!
Both of these things are interesting to me
I don't care how you get them
I need them both and I need them urgently"

Yeah, I said I can get with that
Oh, I like those things too
But I don't own a Firebird
Perhaps this Datsun will do
Outside of the valley
Yeah, we got to overheating
She took off her sunglasses
And said I believe this bears repeating

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!
Both of these things are interesting to me
I don't care how you get them
I need them both and I need them urgently"

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!
Both of these things are interesting to me
I don't care how you get them
I need them both and I need them urgently"
Firebirds!

Outside of Barstow
We got to living on the lam
Sometimes doing odd jobs
And sometimes living off the land
Yeah, things went sour
And the girl, she got to packing
When I asked her why
She said "There are two things you are lacking"

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!
Both of these things are interesting to me
I don't care how you get them
I need them both and I need them urgently"

"Firebirds! Energy weapons!
Both of these things are interesting to me
I don't care how you get them
I need them both and I need them urgently"

Firebirds!

A Quick Death In Texas lyrics - Clutch

My nasty Yankee mannerisms
Didn't jive with the local traditions
How was I to know she had a jealous husband?
He was the GM of a Tractor Supply
Well acquainted with the guns and knives
Sometimes I swear I have less sense than a bag of hammers

I prayed for courage, I prayed for love
I prayed for guidance from the heavens above
I prayed to know divine protections
But now I'm praying for a quick death in Texas
Hey hey
Please forgive me, Mr. Gibbons

I crawled my way into The Doom Saloon
In an attempt to cauterize my wounds
I did a terrible job and they became powerfully infected
I found myself atop a stolen roan
Quite convinced that I would never see home
And all on account of my lack of common manners

I prayed for courage, I prayed for love
I prayed for guidance from the heavens above
I prayed to know divine protections
But now I'm praying for a quick death in Texas

The saloon doors stopped swinging
The piano player stopped playing
In the shadows I could hear Archaic Spanish phrases
The preacher stood up from his table in his right hand he held a bible
And in his left, the business end of a Winchester rifle

I prayed for courage, I prayed for love
I prayed for guidance from the heavens above
I prayed to know divine protections
But now I'm praying for a quick death in Texas

Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me
Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene
Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me
Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene
Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me
Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene
Beaumont, Amarillo, got a line on me
Galveston, El Paso, Nacogdoches, Abilene

Sucker For The Witch lyrics - Clutch

Every time I set to write
Lyricals on the women
I always seem to end up
The victim of some terrible ass kicking

So now I'm telling myself
Friend why you got the obsession?
Here it is now people
To the best of my recollection

It goes against my catholic upbringing
I admit it I'm a sucker for the witch
Sucker for the witch

I can tell you precisely
Where this all began
Salem, Massachusetts
And I was hardly a man

I fell madly in love with
Some brand of Stevie Nicks
Oh, I begged and I pleaded
Like a fiend for a fix

I must unburden my guilty conscience
I admit it I'm a sucker for the witch
May God have mercy on my wicked soul
I can't help myself I'm a sucker for the witch
I might deny her but my heart will never resist
I can't help myself I'm a sucker

She's made her appearances
In many the rhyme
And that's my cross to bear
Until the end of time

Better call the inquisition
Better put me to the test
Give me exorcism
For I am truly possessed

It goes against my catholic upbringing
I admit it I'm a sucker for the witch
Sucker for the witch
I must unburden my guilty conscience
I admit it I'm a sucker for the witch
May God have mercy on my wicked soul
I can't help myself I'm a sucker for the witch
I might deny her but my heart will never resist
I can't help myself I'm a sucker... for the witch

It goes against my catholic upbringing
I admit it I'm a sucker for the witch
May God have mercy on my wicked soul
I can't help myself I'm a sucker for the witch
I might deny her but my heart will never resist
I can't help myself I'm a sucker

Your Love Is Incarceration lyrics - Clutch

I make my move when the tower guards are changing
Camouflage and evasion
One minute later I'm back in your paddy wagon
and receiving Re-education!

Throw me in cuffs
No chance of parole
Back in the house
Thirty days in the hole
Segregate me from the local population
Your love is incarceration!

Hey! No justice to be had!

I'd cop a plea to larceny and public nuisance
Conspiracy and sedition
But that thing that happened in Chattanooga
I'm just asking for forgiveness

Throw me in cuffs
No chance of parole
Back in the house
Thirty days in the hole
Segregate me from the local population
Your love is incarceration!

Hey! No justice to be had!

As to the charges of verbal arson
Before the court, hey, how do you plead?
As to the charges of getting down
Before the court, hey, how do you plead?
To all the charges that are laid before me
I confess I am guilty in the first degree!

I dig my way out with a plastic spoon and thimble
Hide the dirt in the cages
Cause that thing that happened in Chattanooga
With a garden hose and Yellow Pages

Throw me in cuffs
No chance of parole
Back in the house
Thirty days in the hole
Segregate me from the local population
Your love is incarceration!

Hey! No justice to be had!
Hey! No justice to be had!

Our Lady Of Electric Light lyrics - Clutch

They close the curtain
To hide from the dawn
The Rock-Ola's fire
Burns on and on

Have no fear the dark of night
She walks before us, our lady of electric lights

She enters the bar room
And lifts her veil
With a voice like running water
She tells them her tale

The patrons all break down at the sight
Standing in the presence of our lady of electric lights

Tiny plastic sabers
Piled high to my knees
Though the war rages on
I still find no enemies

They draw back the curtain
Are blinded by the dawn
And the shining Rock-Ola
Spins on and on

Now I know I can no longer fight
And I run into the arms of our lady of electric lights
Now I know I can no longer fight
And I run into the arms of our lady of electric lights

Noble Savage Clutch lyrics - Clutch

Thank you for taking time out of your day
Your responses will allow us to serve you in a better way
Did you not take into account I'm an uncivilized man?

Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!
Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!

Ten words or less can you describe yourself?
Your religion, your politics, your general health?
Did you not take into account I'm a noble savage?

Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!
Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!

It's been a blast discussing my lifestyle
But as you can see I got styles for miles
Did you not take into account I'm a sophisticated man?

Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!
Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!
Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!
Unapologetic lifer for Rock and Roll!

Behold The Colossus lyrics - Clutch

Drive us by pitchfork to caves by the sea
Atop the mountain, under cities
We are monsters, we are older than men
Yes, we are Gorgons and we will have our revenge

Frighten their children by speaking our name
Epoch and eon, it's always the same
We are monsters, but we will no longer run
We are the cyclops and our time has come

This world was ours before it had ever known men
Soon it will be ours again
Grant them their tales of their forefather's glory
For soon it will be ours again

Atop the buttress the gargoyle sits
The fragile foundation crumbles to bits
We are monsters and they are but men
Behold the Colossus rises again!

This world was ours before it had ever known men
And soon it will be ours again
Grant them their tales of their forefather's glory
For soon it will be ours again

This world was ours before it had ever known men
And soon it will be ours again
Soon it will be ours again

Decapitation Blues lyrics - Clutch

The experts agree the condition was dire
By all indications the subject should have expired
You've been banging your head like a teenaged fool
Here you've been kicked in the neck by a three legg'd mule

Do you care to confess to traumatic abuse?
You have an advance case of the decapitation blues

Upon my release I had my suspicions
That they were too liberal and skillful with all the incisions
Cool heads prevailed and now it's all too clear to me
That reanimation is not what it's all cracked up to be

Do you care to confess to traumatic abuse?
You have an advance case of the decapitation blues

Now a congress of corpses is always in session
Debating the wisdom of my current direction
You've been banging your head like a teenaged fool
Here you've been kicked in the neck by a three legg'd mule.

Do you care to confess to traumatic abuse?
You have an advance case of the decapitation blues
Do you care to confess to traumatic abuse?
You have an advance case of the decapitation blues

Son Of Virginia lyrics - Clutch

It was the morning of All Saint's Day, '98
When that old blind dog started roaming around the graveyard
Wouldn't have bothered me so much
Were he not walking on his hind legs and smoking cigars

Recite my lineage and genealogy
You've got to know your history, son of Virginia
Everybody's in the church believing they're a sinner
And looking for a sign from the true son of Virginia

When the storm blew over we made our way
To the old hay wain to infiltrate the sarcophagus
By the dim light of a narrow window we saw
The God's honest truth staring right back at us

Recite your lineage and genealogy
You've got to know your history, son of Virginia
Everybody's in the church believing they're a sinner
And looking for a sign from the true son of Virginia

Stare into the embers on the first of November
And remember you were born a true son of Virginia

I was thrown to the ground as my world broke asunder
Truly we are living in an age of wonder
Truly we are living in an age of wonder

It was the morning of All Saint's Day, '98
When that old blind dog started calling me associate
Wouldn't have bothered me so much were it not for the fact
That was the truth of it

Recite our lineage and genealogy
You've got to know your history,
Son of Virginia Stare into the embers on the first of November
And remember you were born a true son of Virginia

I was thrown to the ground as my world broke asunder
Truly we are living in an age of wonder
I wept like a child as the son rose above her
Truly we are living in an age of wonder.

"Earth Rocker" (2013)

Earth Rocker lyrics - Clutch

What's this about limits?
Sorry, I don't know none.
What's this about some DB limit?
Sorry, I can't hear none.

You can take a little cruise down the river of booze,
Act all poor and defeated.
Shout to the mountain some boo-hoo blues,
But I'll stand here and repeat it:

I'm an earth rocker!
Everybody hear me now?
I'm an earth rocker!
Everybody get the message?

If you're gonna do it,
Do it live on stage, or don't do it at all.
If you're gonna do it,
You better take it to the stage, or don't do it at all.

I will suffer no evil.
My guitar will guide me through.
I will suffer no evil,
And this time, I want to hear it from you.

I'm an earth rocker!
Everybody hear me now?
I'm an earth rocker!
Everybody get the message?

Break it down,
To brass tacks.
Break it down,
To just the facts.

I don't need your stinkin' laminate,
I don't need your VIP.
I don't need your validation,
'Cause I wear mine on my sleeve.

Don't look to me for answers,
'Cause I don't got-a-one.
I just came to have a good time.
And I'm gonna have one.

Yes, I've lost many battles,
And even more days.
But if I had to do it over,
I'd do it just the same.

'Cause I'm an earth rocker!
Everybody hear me now?
I'm an earth rocker!
Everybody get the message?

I'm an earth rocker!
Understand?
I'm an earth rocker!
Everybody get the message?

Crucial Velocity lyrics - Clutch

Peace keeping agents from several futures,
they got a warrant out, some judge's letter.
What it is I'm going to do, I haven't done.
They got their probabilities, but I got somethin' much better.

My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.
My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.

People keep sayin' you got to quit all your lyin',
but cheatin' and lyin' people is all I've ever known.
People keep tellin' me this and that and this and that,
'cause this and thattin' people is all they've ever known.

Does it really matter how it all started,
does it really matter how it's gonna end?
Reality is gettin' too damn unpredictable,
unpredictable times call for the reliable friend.

My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.
My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.

Everybody, everybody keeps tellin' me,
"Neil, you got to quit your low down ways."
So I ask them if they have the solution,
and they just shake their heads and slowly walk away.

My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.
My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.

My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.
My Rocket 88, fastest in the land.
Crucial, crucial, velocity.

Mr. Freedom lyrics - Clutch

Phantoms of the second civil war
You gather them around
And every time you open up your mouth,
A loud of horseshit comes flying right back out
Flying right back out

Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much but no
Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much but no

Serious business on your lapel
Let the people, know how you feel
And every bumper sticker on the back of your car
Makes you feel a little more real,
A little more real

Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much but no
Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you BUT NO!

I bet you would like nothing better
Than for the shit to hit the fan
And from the safety of your arm chair,
Properly lay those plans that no one else but you can possibly understand

Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much but no
Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much but no

Thanks for thinking of me

Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much but no
Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much but no

That’s mighty kind of you

Mr. Freedom big time talker-upper, thank you very much…but no

D.C. Sound Attack! lyrics - Clutch

The optics of it are not important.
The public don't give a damn.
I see you're in need of consultation now.
Everybody needs a sinister hand.

Naturally no sympathizer.
I'm a war monger, baby.
Gonna industrialize ya.
Trouble I love.
Peace I do despise.
I'm a war monger, baby.
I got blood in my eyes and I'm looking at you!

No, no, no, I've never worn no uniform.
Except for the ballroom blitz.
There's no need for conversation here.
I prefer the dimmest intelligence.

Naturally no sympathizer.
I'm a war monger, baby.
Gonna industrialize ya.
Trouble I love.
Peace I do despise.
You're a war monger, baby.
And you know you can't deny.

Hell hounds on your trail.
What a pity.
But that's the price you pay
Shaking hands in Necro-city.

Hell hounds on your trail.
What a pity.
But that's the price you pay
Shaking hands in Necro-city.

D.C. Sound Attack!
Let the rhythm hit 'em!
D.C. Sound Attack!
Drop the bomb! Look out!

I'm not one for sporting laurels.
I find honor rather trite.
Never let a sense of morals
Prevent me from doing what is right.

Naturally no sympathizer.
I'm a war monger, baby.
Gonna industrialize ya.
Trouble I love.
Peace I do despise.
You're a war monger, baby.
And you know you can't deny.

Hell hounds on your trail.
What a pity.
But that's the price you pay
Shaking hands in Necro-city.

Hell hounds on your trail.
What a pity.
But that's the price you pay
Shaking hands in Necro-city.

Hell hounds on your trail.
What a pity.
But that's the price you pay
Shaking hands in Necro-city.

Hell hounds on your trail.
What a pity.
But that's the price you pay
Shaking hands in Necro-city.

Unto The Breach lyrics - Clutch

The burden of a time lord is there's never any time.
Too much of eternity and nowhere to unwind.
Hobgoblins and morrismen fighting in the streets.
Hot continuum breakdown give them lightning!

Waiting on the corner for the Swiss guard to arrive...to arrive.
And when they do we'll battle them and rattle them.
Halberd versus mind versus mind.
Once more unto the breach!

Like the Gutenberg Bible, we're the moveable type.
Very transient, very influential.
Like the large hadron collider, the more you see the less you understand.
The atmosphere's getting volatile.

Waiting on the corner for the Swiss guard to arrive...to arrive.
And when they do we'll battle them and rattle them.
Halberd versus mind versus mind.
Once more unto the breach!

Dalek goon squad. Black shirt master.
Hit 'em where it hurts.
Full on psychic blaster. Plague doctors and subhumans.
Can you feel the heat?
The atmosphere's getting hectic.
The atmosphere's getting volatile.

Waiting on the corner for the Swiss guard to arrive...to arrive.
And when they do we'll battle them and rattle them.
Halberd versus mind versus mind.
Once more unto the breach!
Once more unto the breach!
Once more unto the breach!

Gone Cold lyrics - Clutch

Swan boats in daisy chains
Can't seem to recall
My true given name
I see my footprints
How they come, how they go
Was that yesterday?
Or only a moment ago?

My heart has gone
I've gone cold
My heart has gone
I've gone cold

The past gives way
To a cold winter field
With ground below
Hard as steel
Beyond the hill
A distant song
But that hill
Keeps going on and on

My heart has gone
I've gone cold
My heart has gone
I've gone cold

Swan boats in daisy chains
Can't seem to recall
Any given name
I see the footprints
How they come, how they go
Was that only a moment?
Or many years ago?

My heart has gone
I've gone cold
My heart has gone
I've gone cold

The Face lyrics - Clutch

They arrive on a sunny day
Offering the residents a better way
Before you know it you're in line and chanting refrain
They reel you in and then they turn you out

First they tell ya you're gonna lose your soul
And then they tell ya find another home
And then ya take a good look around
And they stole your rock and roll
And once it's gone you'll never get it back

1000 Les Pauls burning in a field
What rabid religion poisons their minds?
1000 jazz masters thrown into the sea
What measure of madness governs their time?

In the beginning
There was void
The hand moved over
Then there was noise
Fire and water
Heaven and stone
Radio kings
Hammer and throne

1000 Les Pauls smoulder in a field
What measure of madness fastens their hearts?
1000 jazz masters sunk down to the bottom of the sea
What rabid religion drives them apart?

In the beginning
There was void
The face moved over
Then there was noise
Fire and water
Heaven and stone
Radio kings
Hammer and throne

Uncounted Les Pauls ascend to the sky
Where there was darkness now only light
Uncounted jazz masters rising up from the bottom of the sea
The wicked are levelled the righteous are free
Uncounted Les Pauls explode and take flight
Where there was darkness now only light
Uncounted jazz masters erupting from the bottom of the sea
The wicked are leveled the righteous are free

Book, Saddle, And Go lyrics - Clutch

I may not got a lot of money
But I got self-esteem
And in the golden age of travel
That’s really all you need
I know I’m ugly, honey
But look where I’m coming from
I got a pony down state
And that pony born to run

Book, saddle and go,
Hey, that’s the name of the game
Book, saddle and go
Canned heat, that’s the name of the game

They call me the robber,
Highway man
Don’t wanna hurt nobody
Just doing what I can
The galley after hours
Man the captain just won’t listen
“If you don’t turn this boat around,
I’m gonna kick the damn doors in”

Book, saddle and go,
Hey, that’s the name of the game
Book, saddle and go
Canned heat, that’s the name of the game

Pinkerton man, murdering bastard
I’m gonna get even, get even with you
Get even with you

Pinkerton man, murdering bastard
I’m gonna get even, get even with you
Get even with you

You can take down my old violin
And play it all you please
For at this time tomorrow
Well it’ll be of no use to me
I know they’re gonna hang me
Tomorrow I’ll be dead
Though I never even harmed a hair
On anybody’s head.

Book, saddle and go,
Hey, that’s the name of the game
Book, saddle and go
Canned heat, that’s the name of the game

Pinkerton man, murdering bastard
I’m gonna get even, get even with you
Get even with you

Pinkerton man, you murdering bastard
I’m gonna get even, get even with you
Get even with you

Pinkerton man, murdering bastard
I’m gonna get even, get even with you
Get even with you

Cyborg Bette lyrics - Clutch

Cyborg Bette
You're as cold
You're as cold as ice
Cyborg Bette
You never treat me
You never treat me right

Superior programming
Superior hardware
Superior firepower
Superior hardware

I remember
When you told me
That you were built for me
And I remember
When you told me
You would never leave

Superior programming
Superior hardware
Superior firepower
Superior hardware

Why you gotta run so hot?
Why you gotta run so hot?
Why you got to run so hot?

You come home
Speaking
Speaking mean and rude
You come home
Reeking
Reeking mean of crude

And I know that
Things ain't
What they used to be
When I ask you
For water
You give me gasoline

Why you gotta run so hot?
Why you gotta run so hot?
Why you got to run so hot?

The very rarest
Of our enemies
Style and grace
Style and grace
Altogether
Our vesuvian
Style and grace
Style and grace

Cyborg Bette
You done me
Wrong for the last time
I got a new girl
The latest model
And she's mine oh mine

Superior programming
Superior hardware
Superior firepower
Superior hardware

Why you gotta run so hot?
Why you gotta run so hot?
Why you got to run so hot?

Style and grace
Style and grace

Oh, Isabella lyrics - Clutch

Ratted out in hades
Forced to return
To rockville
With nothing but a rucksack
Hard lesson learned

Foul council of leeches
Want silence and bedlam
Take refuge
And a dagger to the bites
Then suck out the venom

Oh Isabella
Your ship's run aground
Kneel at the sword
Scream at the clouds
Oh Isabella
There's smoke on the wind
Jaguar and fever
Have taken your men

Running on the tightrobe
Woven by spider
While the canyon
Teeming with shoppers
Grows wider and wider
What demons possessing
The clock and the compass?
Surrender
Run headlong to the void
The reptile's among us!

Oh Isabella
Your ship's run aground
Kneel at the sword
Scream at the clouds
Oh Isabella
There's smoke on the wind
Jaguar and fever
Have taken your men

Chained to the oxcart
With a chest full of arrows
The villagers
Are burdened with cedar
By back and by barrow

Scrub brush from the wasteland
Snake in a tree
Remember
When they throw the torches in
Breathe, breathe, breathe

Oh Isabella
Your ship's run aground
Kneel at the sword
Scream at the clouds
Oh Isabella
There's smoke on the wind
Jaguar and fever
Have taken your men

Oh Isabella
Your ship's run aground
Kneel at the sword
Scream at the clouds
Oh Isabella
There's smoke on the wind
Jaguar and fever
Have taken your men

The Wolf Man Kindly Requests... lyrics - Clutch

All right!

You wanna know my political persuasion?
Well, sugar, I howl at the moon
At the moon - can you dig it?

Would you like some more information?
There´s a buzz killer in the room
In the room - can you dig it?

Party´s over you all got to go
The wolf man is coming out
Party´s over you all got to go
The sooner the better
The wolf man is coming out

Let me tell you about my strategy
I set small fire
Drive big game, drive big game
I think you know what I´m talking about!

Yeah!

Your ma told you not to come but you had to find out
Girl you shoud´ve listened
Your pa begged you not to come but you had to find out
Well, now you know
Well, now you know

I swear it´s not you - I promise it´s me
When the sun goes down - I tend to lunacy
I swear it´s not you - I promise it´s me
When the sun goes down - I tend to lunacy

Yeah!

So many people say my mind is a ghetto
Obviously they´ve been gentrified
Gentrified - and I got no time for that

Party´s over you all got to go
The wolf man is coming out
Party´s over you all got to go
The sooner the better
The wolf man is coming out

Party´s over you all got to go
The wolf man is coming out
Party´s over you all got to go
The sooner the better
The wolf man is coming out

Hey, hey, uh huh huh
Hey, hey, uh huh
Hey, hey, uh huh huh
Hey, hey, uh huh
Hey, hey, uh huh huh
Hey, hey, uh huh

"Strange Cousins From The West" (2009)

Motherless Child lyrics - Clutch

Every last blind pulled when I walk down the street.
The only sound I hear is my tired heartbeat.
Sometimes I feel just like a motherless child.

This place once had a name.
The people once had faces.
In every town I find it's the same sad situation.
Sometimes I feel just like a countryless man.

My father tried to break me, my mother she tried to raise,
The county correct me from my wild ways.

I once saw figures about a mile off.
So I waited in the woods until they were gone.
Sometimes I feel just like a wandering dog.

My father tried to break me, my mother she tried to raise,
The county correct me from my wild ways.

Struck Down lyrics - Clutch

Struck down by a vision of beauty
Said I was struck down by a long legged archer
Oh the city was hot, but my blood ran cold
Oh, the city went dark, keep calm and carry on.
I was a young man, only 19 years old.
I was a young man so very far away from home.

Ah she got me, struck down, right through the heart, struck down.
Ah she shot me, struck down, right through the heart, struck down.

Keep calm and carry on, reefer madness quiets the falling bomb.

I want to be an old man, damn you, von Braun.
I've been laid low by a blinding light.
I've been torn asunder by the banshee's wail.

Ah she got me, struck down, right through the heart, struck down.
Ah she shot me, struck down, right through the heart, struck down.

Keep calm and carry on, reefer madness quiets the falling bomb.

I was a young man, only 19 years old.
I was a very young man so very far away from home.
I was imprisoned by a vision of beauty.
I was struck down by the long legged archer.

Keep calm and carry on, reefer madness quiets the falling bomb.

50,000 Unstoppable Watts lyrics - Clutch

Airstreams tethered together like silver sleeping oxen
All the best locations are located on the margins
Suited for telescoping the interstellar scene
It's a mean killer in the daylight, but that's life for you and me
It's a reliable source of information.
Fifty thousand unstoppable watts.

Anthrax, ham radio, and liquor.

What if I told you they been lying
About that double wide with water rights?
And now the town cars are back again!
They sold you some old line
About the greater good and sacrifice
Your friends from Langley are back again!
It's a reliable source of information
Fifty thousand unstoppable watts.

Anthrax, ham radio, and liquor.
Coming at you live!

It's just some people can only see the stars
In the reflection from big black cars.
It's a reliable source of information
Fifty thousand unstoppable watts.

Abraham Lincoln lyrics - Clutch

Oh Abraham Lincoln, carried across the street.
Oh Abraham Lincoln, carried across the street.
The assassin, the coward,
shot him in the head.
The assassin, the serpent,
Struck him then he fled.

Oh many many many people, gather to hear the word.
Oh many many many people, tremble at what they've heard.
Snickering, drunkards, from cover of dark.
Treachery's their master,
murder is their heart.

From the table, rips his chair.
Cross the people on the stairs.
Watch the limbs running for.
All across a empty bar.

Oh Abraham Lincoln, buried him in his grave.
Oh Abraham Lincoln, buried him in his grave.
The assassin, the coward, no grave for you.
The assassin, the actor, no cross for you.

From the table, rips his chair.
Cross the people on the stairs.
Watch the limbs running for.
All across a empty bar.

Minotaur lyrics - Clutch

In a city of crooked alleys,
Crookeder women and wicked men.
Dim lamps in the rumor mill
Suspicious kith and unkind kin
Haruspectre General
Sleeping soldiers in the field
Below the elders conspire
To turn the merciless and massive wheel

Strange cousins from the west overstay their welcome

Locked in among skeletons
Broken hearted and damned
Sorry to have to break it to you friend
But life seldom goes exactly as we plan
Strange cousins from the west overstay their welcome
Peculiar manner and strange dress
Who will ever dare to tell them?

The city's always thriving
Hungry bellows of the Minotaur
Everyday more are arriving,
And everyday it requires more

Unexpected circumstance
We must not delay
You have all been so very very kind to us
And we will return the favor one day.
Fate is the idiot's excuse!
Freedom is the sucker's dream!
But we hope you find some measure of comfort
In considering us to be your family
Strange cousins from the west overstay their welcome
Peculiar manner and strange dress
Who will ever dare to tell them?