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Clutch - Clutch
1. Big news I
The fog is rolling in, the tide is high
Diane's as fat can be, aye Captain, aye
The guests seem more than pleased, how is the wine?
We shall be underway on the by and by
Ahead one third
Ahead two thirds
Full ahead flank
And out from the belly of a whale came a prophet, Amen
Go shoot the moon, the Sun, the Great Divide
I believe there's a storm a-brewin', nine crows at nine o' clock nigh
Dutchman at the mizzenmast, six harpies are singing to the lee
I believe she's going down, I believe we're gonna die, die, die
Fortune tellers make a killing nowadays Me oh my
Howdy Doody's past the house of Aquarius
Bring me more whiskey and rye
Big news from the party boat
Oh sir do not distress, the food is fine
Oh but I must confess, I do find the wine a wee bit dry
Steam in on the dead mans chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rye
Drink at the devil and none for the rest, ??
Fortune tellers make a killing nowadays Me oh my
Howdy Doody's past the house of Aquarius
Bring me more whiskey and rye
Big news from the party boat
(reversed)
Them bones them bones them dry dry bones
Come down to the locker of Davy Jones
2. Big news II
Can't funk with the feel or with the other three
This mother lode coming at ya all 3D's
We got big news, the party boat is here
The band is kickin' and I see lots of beers
And I believe there is some gambling
On the deck just below from here
We got Greedo, Solo to the rear
They know the deal, sacks packed and stacked with
Pieces of eight
A sailor's life for me
Live free or die
Never look a bounty hunter in the eye, damn
Now where were we?
I think aces high, sleeves are rolled
Tremendous diamonds
And a mouth of gold
I spent many years a-ramblin'
I'll never change these foolish ways
Cause fortune tellers make a killin' nowadays
Best keep living like a castaway with my sack packed
Pieces of eight
A sailor's life for me
Live free or die
Never look a bounty hunter in the eye, damn
3. Rock n Roll Outlaw
In the North they call us Rebels
In the South they call us Yankees
Because every other sucker's born to do the hokey-pokey
With the skillet licking time keepers
The grinning reapers of a missionary rock star
So you can rock it like Sir Sisyphus but even in its genesis
It's really quite ridiculous, 'lectric hobo
So now you know not to clock the Weebble Wobble hot rod gang
Revelator big bang
You can't hang with the heaviness hung among the houses of the rising tongue
No fun to crack the axle but it's gotta be done
Cause whenever you wobble the Weebles
You know they get ticked off
And in the season of boll weevils speaking evil in your ear
And a pile of manure fertilizing all your fears
We yabbadabbadoo all the way to Shangri-La
Here it is with a rock n roll outlaw
Where rock is criminal, criminals rock
Where rock is criminal the criminals they rock
Like this
Hee haw, hee haw, hee haw, I'm a rock 'n roll outlaw
Hee haw, hee haw, hee haw, I'm a rock 'n roll outlaw
So you can rock it like Sir Sisyphus but even in its genesis
It's really quite ridiculous, 'lectric hobo
So now you know not to clock the Weebble Wobble hot rod gang
Yeah
Hee haw, hee haw, hee haw, I'm a rock 'n roll outlaw
Hee haw, hee haw, hee haw, I'm a rock 'n roll outlaw
4. Texan Book of the Dead
So you say you wanna go to Heaven?
Well I got the plans
It walks like the Sasquatch, but it breeds like Kubla Khan
In original dialect it's really quite cryptical
There are many copies around
But this my man is the original, yeah
It's given me powers but kept me low
Many have scorned this, modern day Pharisees fat with espressos
Be Leary of Timothy
Clear light and all that
If you want light, go stare at the Sun
Hell that boy don't know crap
If you wanna know Paradise, you wanna know Hell
Wanna drink that cool, clear liquor
Better dig a little deeper in the well, my man
You want a mantra? You wanna know?
So you want that mantra? Well here you go
One for the money, two for the show
A knickknackpaddywack give the Lord a handclap
Ooh ee, ooh ah ah, twing twang, walla walla bing bang (2 times)
Still want that mantra? Still wanna know?
Still want that mantra? Well here you go
It is written, I have spoken
So put this in your pipe and smoke it
Ooh ee, ooh ah ah, twing twang, walla walla bing bang
Ooh ee, ooh ah ah, twing twang, walla walla bing bang, oh yeah
Ooh ee, ooh ah ah, B-I-N-G-O Ooh ee, ooh ah ah, E-I-E-I-O
5. Escape from Prison Planet
And against my better judgment I went walking out that door
I smiled at one person then I nodded to three more
One man asked me for a dollar I asked him what it's for
He said "I have seen them", I said okay it's yours
And as featured on the MTV
The local high school lets out and the town becomes anarchy
Parties are crashed, skid marks are measured
The story's in the paper you may read it at your leisure
Get out, eject, escape from the prison planet
Get out, eject, escape from the prison planet
And to the tune of a billion dollars I supplied to the D.O.E.
Some tasty little nuggets of alien technology
And as one might expect I've been harrassed for years
The men in black have been bending my ear
As a matter of fact, they were just here today
But I escaped them through a secret passageway
Once I lived there for a thousand days
Get out, eject, escape from the prison planet
Get out, eject, escape from the prison planet
I had plans for the future, guess they're futuristic plans
Move out West and buy some desert lands
Or maybe up North just past Alaska
You know nothing of this if they ask ya
Red rover, red rover, Bob Lazar's coming over
So honey clear the airstrip and light up that stove
By Jove, I think it's started oh yeah
Escape from the prison planet
Billion people harvest on Mars
Rebuild the remnants of the obelisk One mile up from the pyramid
Escape from the Planet of the Apes
Go forth ad infinitum Return the relics to the Elephant and Atlantis rises
Get out, eject, escape from the prison planet
Ejector seat ignite, oh yeah
Billion people harvest on Mars
Rebuild the remnants of the obelisk One mile up from the pyramid
Escape from the Planet of the Apes
Go forth ad infinitum Return the relics to the Elephant and Atlantis rises
6. Spacegrass
Dodge Swinger 1973
Galaxie 5-0-0
All the way star's green, gotta go
Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, chassis low
Panel dim, light drive
Jesus on the dashboard
T-minus whenever it feels right
Galaxie 5-0-0
Planets align, a king is born
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
Dodge Swinger 1973, flaps down, chassis free
Buzz Aldrin, Armstrong
Or maybe just me
Don't worry, it's coming
Don't worry, it's coming
Jesus on the dashboard
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
I turn on the radio
Hey kid, are you going my way?
Hop in, we'll have ourselves a field day
We'll find us some spacegrass
Lay low, watch the universe expand
Skyway, permanent Saturday
By the way, Saturn is my rotary
Hop in, it'll be eternity
'til we make it to M83
Once around the Sun
Cruising, climbing
Jupiter cyclops winks at me
Yeah, he knows who's driving
Hit neutral in the tail of a comet
Let the vortex pull my weight
Push the seat back a little lower
Watch light bend in the blower
Planets align, a king is born
Dodge Swinger
Jesus on the dashboard, oh yeah
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
Whenever it feels right
I turn on the radio
Hey kid, are you going my way?
Hop in, we'll have ourselves a field day
We'll find us some spacegrass
Lay low, watch the universe expand
Skyway, permanent Saturday
By the way, Saturn is my rotary
Hop in, it'll be eternity
'til we make it to M83
7. I Have the Body of John Wilkes Booth
Like Marlon Brando, but bigger
You'll find that creature at the bottom of the deep, down Susquehanna River
This one I had it stood right on up to me
Tore out its hook and declared himself a prodigy
This one I had it turned bright like the Sun
Whirled around three times and departed with the dove
But oh, no, fishing ain't what it used to be
I've seen some bad years but this one is just killing me
One little nibble in thirteen years
I really pack 'em in
This one i had, i've seen it in dreams
All shacked up with lightning and horizon beams
Well I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in and all the places I've been
And I swear, it's never been like this before
Least not since 19 and 44
But today, I made a sick discovery
Lead box in Sassafras Cove
Well I brought him on up and then I packed him on in
Oh yeah, I'm really cashing in
Wash of the Chesapeake and Appalachian Blue Range
I have discovered the body of John Wilkes Booth
Yes, it's true, I have Mr. Booth
Everybody's gotta make a living some how
Do i hear a million?
Well I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in
And then I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in
Well I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in
And then I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in
Well I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in
And then I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in
And then I pack 'em on in
8. Tight Like That
I woke up this morning, put on my Sunday shoes
Don't ask me why it's just the nature of my groove
I larged down the boulevard, came under attack
But I rocked them senseless, cause honey it's tight like that, good God
Well, I hung a left down to Lemans Avenue
Stagger Lee's everywhere, trying to bring me doom, oh no
And that Ol' Scratch he tried to purchase this soul
But that don't confront me, 'cause I'm never in the need of a payroll, heck yeah
A-men, do it all again, rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Spit shine and a three piece suit
Good Lord I gotta thank you cause you do it like you do
Hallelujah, all the people in the back
Hallelujah, it's tight like that
Hallelujah, all the people up front
Tight like that, rapture rock
Tight like that, hey honey it's tight like that
Honey it's tight like that, hey honey it's tight like that
And all you know-it-alls with politic views
Ideals don't situate themselves in His grooves
So if you want to know then you just got to ask
But if you don't you'll lose that skin
You'll never be tight like that
Watch me walk now
A-men, do it all again, rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Spit shine and a three piece suit
Good Lord I gotta thank you cause you do it like you do
Hallelujah, all the people in the back
Hallelujah, it's tight like that
Hallelujah, all the people up front
Tight like that, rapture rock
Don't try to tell me your New Age guru troubles
cause I'm aleady reeling doing that good time gospel shuffle
And all your thumpings about your Armageddon
It ain't no big deal 'cause I already hang with Him
Oh yeah, tight like that, honey it's tight like that
Honey it's tight like that, honey it's tight like that
Can I get a witness for the rock of ages?
For the rock of ages?
Can I get a witness for the rock of ages?
For the rock of ages?
9. Animal Farm
Listen up you stinking maggots
It seems you just don't get it
Well I've been appointed to inform ya
You're days are numbered
You would cry, you would scream
If you knew half the things I've seen
Please, please, just do as I say
Repent and leave your evil ways
Meanwhile planes drop, drop from the sky
People disappear and bullets fly
Little grey men are coming our way
(taste just like chicken they say)
Actually, they're all around
Secret bunkers underground
Round 'em up, skin 'em alive
Rollin', rollin', rollin' rawhide
Carter is a clone
Dozen brothers round the globe
MJ-12 damned us to Hell
Scroll and key, skull and bone
It's only just begun
The best is yet to come
Area 51, the spawn of Babylon
Couldn't give a damn about JFK
Everything's conspiracy
Wouldn't be surprised if they had their way
(tastes just like chicken they say)
I know it's hard to swallow
It must sound too far-fetched
But you can bet your bottom dollar I ain't goin' with the rest
10. Droid
Scientific progress, all too real
Dialectic nonsense, all unreal
Dial in the sand, droid on the Moon
Lead into gold, one cousin removed
God names man, man names ape
Flight of Icarus down into flames
Scientific progress, a circle revealed
Perfect as always as all ways are real
Begin phase one again
11. House that Peter Built
When I talk talk on the CB yeah I scare men
My my tire knockers rock the parking lot quite a lot yeah
Rolled along 40 and rolled down 10
Released my cargo around the Big Bend
I always take my time
A maverick moonminer sipping sunshine
Hauled ass to Memphis
I spoke to the Pharoah
He told me his dreams
I counted the sparrows
Steve McQueen's got nothing on me
I'll take you back west of Pleiades
You want someone to talk to? Well I'm your man
I've seen it all, and I know where you live
High time honey hell yeah whatcha know I'm back again yeah
Roll roll down highways with a vengeance yeah
I never ever sweated for the fortune and fame game
Nevertheless, I'm flying down the left lane
I always pay my dues so sit your ass down
I'll show you how they used to
You want someone to talk to? Well I'm your man
I've seen it all, and I know where you live
A preacher, a trucker, a high roller
A holy roller preacher rolling trucker
A preacher, a trucker, a high roller
A holy roller preacher rolling trucker
12. 7 Jam
Everything gonna be all right
I went deep down into that river now
I rose up, I felt that sun beat down upon this sinner's face
And I went deep down in that water now
I rose up, I felt that sun beat down upon my face
Everything gonna be all right
Here we go
So then I smash the palace like the son of Samson
Hollering louder than all of Bedlam
Take me to higher ground
And bury my body six feet down
And I walked forty miles out into that desert now
Wailed and moaned, 'til a Lion he called my name
And he said that Old Ship of Zion is taking way way out, out into outer space
And he said everything gonna be all right
I climbed the highest of the heights
Atop that mountain I watched the day turn into night
Oh, I tell you I was a wretched sight
But I stood long and hard until the light
Rubbing needles in my eyes
Eating dirt
I stood up
And everything was all right
13. Tim Sult vs the Greys
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