Clutch — Drink To The Dead

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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 in three 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 approach you
Then I am at a loss

May you go marching in three 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 all you still alive

We shall join them in good time
Should you go crossin’ that silvery brook
It’s best to leap before you look
Surrounded by toadstools
At the old green glen
I’m afraid there is little
That I can recommend

Save all of your courage

And sincere prayer
And where you go-a treadin’
Take the utmost care
So let us

Drink to the dead all you still alive
We shall join them in good time
Should you go crossin’ that silvery brook
It’s best to leap before you look