...untill the blood vessels in his eyes explode.
been to two weddings and a funeral, neither wedding was for a worker so i guess my carreer isnt going to well. had a week all by myself and id say i took care of things pretty well. well except for myself, but yea, look at me, whens that gonna happen?
Clutch - Gone Unsung (drink to the dead)
If knee-deep in catnip
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
In 3-measure time
Dressed up as asses
Drunk to the nines
Swing from the rafters, shouting those songs
Gone unsung for far too long
If boxing your shadow
at the wall full of moss
and antlers aproach you
then I am at a loss
May you go marching
In 3-measure time
Dressed up as asses
Drunk to the nines
Swing from the rafters, shouting those songs
Gone unsung for far too long
Drink to the Dead are you still alive
we shall join them in good time
should you go crossing that silvery brook
its best to leap before you look
If surrounded by toadstools
At the old green glen
I'm afraid there is little
That I can recommend
Save all of your courage
And the sincere prayer
And where you go a-treadin'
Take the utmost care
So let us drink to the Dead are you still alive
we shall join them in good time
should you go crossing that silvery brook
its best to leap before you look
Drink to the Dead are you still alive
we shall join them in good time
should you go crossing that silvery brook
its best to leap before you look
Clutch - Gone Unsung (drink to the dead)
If knee-deep in catnip
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
In 3-measure time
Dressed up as asses
Drunk to the nines
Swing from the rafters, shouting those songs
Gone unsung for far too long
If boxing your shadow
at the wall full of moss
and antlers aproach you
then I am at a loss
May you go marching
In 3-measure time
Dressed up as asses
Drunk to the nines
Swing from the rafters, shouting those songs
Gone unsung for far too long
Drink to the Dead are you still alive
we shall join them in good time
should you go crossing that silvery brook
its best to leap before you look
If surrounded by toadstools
At the old green glen
I'm afraid there is little
That I can recommend
Save all of your courage
And the sincere prayer
And where you go a-treadin'
Take the utmost care
So let us drink to the Dead are you still alive
we shall join them in good time
should you go crossing that silvery brook
its best to leap before you look
Drink to the Dead are you still alive
we shall join them in good time
should you go crossing that silvery brook
its best to leap before you look