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