Drink To The Dead Clutch

If knee-deep in cat nip At the old icebox I recommend you whistle And give the box three knocks Should you be so lucky To hear whisperin' It is an invitation For you to leap in May you go marching

Big News I Clutch

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.

Texan Book Of The Dead Clutch

Dodge Swinger 1973, Galaxy 500, All the way stars' green, gotta go. Dodge Swinger 1973, top down, chassis low, Panel dim, light drive, Jesus on the dashboard.

Clutch Fivio Foreign

Make me wanna clutch (Make me wanna clutch) All 'em niggas sus (All 'em niggas sus) Yeah (Yeah) I don't wanna talk, tell me when it's up (I don't wanna talk, tell me when it's up) Yeah, you don't gotta

12 Ounce Epilogue Clutch

This was always the last place I expected to be Once upon an apocalypse So better make the most of it So I said to the horsemen Have a Coke and a smile So I said to the horsemen Why not stick around for

Clutch LONE (론)

Bish 모든 게임에 난 Clutch shot Pull up on your block and score again I just throw another dime and walk away Can’t relate with those Who cheated for the fame 바닥이나 닦던 놈 이제 난 Main Clutch Shooter like the KD Otherguess

Clutch Ireisu (이레이스/いれいす)

I’m pushing my limits 手を伸ばして Talking to myself 今こそ前へ 目指した場所まで Fighting my way 合わせてく aim What I wanna do 徐々に前へ moving Step into my life 上がってく vibes 徐々に増してく heartbeat No matter what they say I’m gonna do

Cobra Clutch wu-tang clan

clientele, till I'm droppin Kangol slanted, Ghost'll ran with it, hippie hung-out Club bandit never empty-handed when I brand it Mark callin Austin, Mark callin Austin down in Boston Both of them dead

Cobra Clutch Ghostface Killah

clientele, till I'm droppin Kangol slanted, Ghost'll ran with it, hippie hung-out Club bandit never empty-handed when I brand it Mark callin Austin, Mark callin Austin down in Boston Both of them dead

Sinkemlow Clutch

, oooohhhh Fires in the northlands Floods to the south Put the pedal to the metal And let it all hang out (Go-go, go-go) Fires in the northlands (Go-go, go-go) Floods to the south (Go-go, go-go) Put the

Rats Clutch

Rats over the dishes Rats over the dishes Please tell me what the ratties say Please tell me what the ratties say Rats over the dishes And God was certainly a genius To expose this human weakness Rats

Red Horse Rainbow Clutch

Pan-amoebic algebra, breed bizarre bacteria, what to do, oh what to do Africanized killer bees, alabastar dieties, milk from spoons, sip milk from spoons Within the ruins against the firth The salamander

El Jefe Speaks Clutch

Like a fly to doo doo You need me like a bird needs wings Or little bunny fufu who needs to bop the field mice So all the kids can sing They call me El Jefe El primo de los matadors The master of the metaphor

Clutch Shea Seger

So there you got me in your clutch again So there so there i love your touch And that voodoo that you do so well It's got me spinning around and round it So let me in your world Let me in your

Tight Like That Clutch

And that Old Scratch, he tried to purchase this soul, That don't confront me, 'cause I'm never in the need of a payroll. Heck, yeah. Amen, do it all again. Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham.

American Sleep Clutch

Mistress of ices Stygian Skater Scribing devices Dancing on sabres So very relentless Counting the sheep Electrical fences Americans leap Paramorpheus Somnambulating Dream scarabaeus In chorus refraining

Walking in the Great Shining Path of Monster Trucks Clutch

know I hang like a hex on a barn Grind the guardrail like a nail on a file Above and beyond the hole nine yards Well I rolled Jesse Helms like a cigarette And smoked him higher than the highest of the

Rock N Roll Outlaw Clutch

In the North they call us Rebels, In the South they call us Yankees, Because every other suckers born to do the hokey-pokey With the skillet lickin' time keepers, The grinnin' reapers Of a missionary rock

Smoke Banshee Clutch

One unworthy worker's version on the verge of vernacular Enter a sour house to do battle with spectacular draculas Lick tall walls to find them all sweeter than a cane Pour the quick elixir in your wounds

Effigy Clutch

Behold the man, a living example In his likeness sacred profane Behold the man, what I have done?

Brazenhead Clutch

A kaleidoscope program Is functioning so beautifully Fire up all the primary engines Calculate projected nexus OH!

Careful With That Mic... Clutch

So tell me, when you took a practice scholastic aptitude test, Did you know the answers or did you guess? You rely on gimmicks to amuse your fans, And act all over bad to jack up your sound scan.

Binge and Purge Clutch

Perhaps it's just the way the light falls But everything looks like a target to me And I don't know where the gun is But I'm certain that it's pointed at me And in the jungle, retched jungle They say the

Animal Farm Clutch

Well I've been appointed to inform you, your days are numbered. You would cry, you would scream If you knew half the things I see.

A Shogun Named Marcus Clutch

If you thought it was boring in Jordan Then come out here for a day And by the way, the name is Marcus But if you like, you can call me Sensei Well the emperor is in the pig sty And the geisha is in the

Immortal Clutch

Who's the man who stole fire for the people? Who causes trembling in the bones of evil? Who carved a mountain into a cathedral?

Bacchanal Clutch

Temptation of Indulgence Divides and conquers my mind An elegy for fading youth Welcome to mankind If you provide the spleen Then I'll provide the ideal If I provide a puppet Will you provide the strings

Frankenstein Clutch

How would you like to go bobbing for apples the shape of fish? Throw a coin into the well, close your eyes and make a wish? How would you like to dine A la Frankenstein?

Pure Rock Fury Clutch

I walk wherever the weather provides 'Cause everybody needs some time outside Gimme no lip and I'll tell you no lies Mmm hmm, mmm hmm, mmm hmm, mmm hmm Hey fella, hands down the illest ventriloquist this

Milk of Human Kindness Clutch

Fine swine, wish you were mine Bite the apple of my eye This little piggy never made it home Helter skelter, run for shelter Can't escape the boiling swelter Beat you like the dog that you are Oh, I could

The Cryptic Stench Cannibal Corpse

in the blood, intoxicated from its drug It warms my cold soul Tapping the gushing sap, trickling down my throat Rejuvenation of my body No blood left to scab Now it flows through my veins Heaven I have

The Great Outdoors! Clutch

us heathen hordes I was thinkin' something before I began But then you done cut off both of my hands Now I do my drinking from bamboo straws Constantly kicking at tarantulas What was I thinking, move to

The House That Peterbilt Clutch

In the sun she warmed her wings and listened to cicadas sing.

Open up the Border Clutch

Won't you open up the border To rivers running green, green, green, green, green I have kilo loads of plastic To trade for pumpkins seeds, seeds, seeds, seeds, seeds I know folks in Wichita as well as

Escape from the Prison Planet Clutch

I smiled at one person then I nodded to three more. One man asked me for a dollar, I asked him,

Heirloom Clutch

"Rise now my son You were suffering from a horrible dream So mend your ways before they tear you by the seams You're not the first and not the last So take this relic of the beloved past Take it now

Big News II Clutch

Can't funk with the feel Or with the other three This mother load Comin' atcha, all 3D's We got big news The party boat is here The band is kicking And I see lots of beers And I believe there is gambling

Droid Clutch

Yeah Can't funk with the feel Or with the other three This mother load Comin' atcha, all 3D's We got big news The party boat is here The band is kicking And I see lots of beer And I believe there is gambling

I Have The Body Of John Wilkes Booth Clutch

Prostrate yourself, your time has come We have been waiting and it has begun Look boldly, look boldly, look boldly on We have been waiting and it has begun So humble thyself, and hold thy tongue Knelt at the

Mice & Gods Clutch

up, fire it up and the flesh be damned Fire it up, fire it up, fire it up, yeah That's the ticket, now kick out the jams Engineer the future now, damn tomorrow, future now!

Spacegrass Clutch

All the way Stars green Gotta go Dodge Swinger, 1973 Top down, chassis low Panel dim Light drive Jesus on the dashboard T-minus whenever it feels right Galaxy 5-0-0 Planets align A king is born

Spacegrass (Live) Clutch

Dodge Swinger, 1973 Galaxy 5-0-0 All the way Stars green Gotta go Dodge Swinger, 1973 Top down, chassis low Panel dim Light drive Jesus on the dashboard T-minus whenever it feels right Galaxy

Insomnia Salad

Don a smart cane in a dandy way My head is full I cannot think Slip downstairs for a secret lemonade drink Lemonade drink Sleep cures everything Sleep cures, if it's deep enough Sleep cures everything

Dead Man's Curve The Carpenters

The street was desserted late Friday night We were buggin' each other while we sat out the light We both popped our clutch when the light turned green You should have heard the wine from my screamin' machine

Earthworm Clutch

Now all will be sanctified And now all will be purified And now all will be rectified And now all will be rectified And now you will be purified So you writhe in the deep fry Squirm like the Earthworm

Tonight, We Drink to Die Lasse Matthiessen

Tonight, we drink to die Tonight we drink We drink to die We drink to the dead Tonight we drink to the names of our families Tonight we drink to the ones who will sit here tomorrow instead

Drink Me East West

Shallow pictures of the way that it was meant to be. Set the standard so we think like that. Open up your eyes. Normalicy is what you think you're living in. Time to see yourself for who you are.

Clutch time (Feat. Way L, C;me) 헬텀 (Held†um)

Yeah It's my last shot This is clutch time 잘못된 길을 걸었다 하더라도 Second Chance 기회는 있어 다시 리바운드 Yeah It's my last shot This is clutch time Hip hop is not dead out 준비해라 Box out 기회는 있어 다시 리바운드 진짜를 구분하는

Dead Mans Curve Jan & Dean

challenged me then and there to a drag I said, "you're on, buddy, my mill's runnin' fine Let's come off the line, now, at Sunset and Vine But I'll go you one better if you've got the nerve Let's race

Pop My Clutch Chaka Khan

There may be some youngbloods Waitin' in the wings I'm puttin' on my good duds So you can hear me sing I know what you're thinkin' but This ain't no one night stand I'm savin' all the good love For only