Eulogy For A Ghost lyrics
Song information
Artist: Clutch Album: Blast Tyrant
Lyrics
The leather soles go shuffling in Stinking of smoke and ten cent gin Now who will toast our noble host that has this morning given up the ghost?
The wooden coffer hand to hand Kind words are offered, silent prayers But she is satisfied the most while stabbing madly at the roast
The rib of adam, the eyes of eve The sons of cain receive no reprieve
The creditor rides with his men The death of debtors he won't forgive They repossess his silver eyes, now in the potter's field he lies
The rib of adam, the eyes of eve The sons of cain receive no reprieve
Waiting for a dead man's shoes Have you heard the latest news? Lazarus is back from the dead looking as one would expect Dripping with the waters of sheol Babbling about body and soul And then he found his wife in their bed buck naked and already wed
The tax collector beneath his sheets The door swings open. floorboards creak Now who will toast our noble host who has this morning given up the ghost?
The rib of adam, the eyes of eve The sons of cain receive no reprieve
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