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Impetus (Demo Version) - Clutch

"(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult) Impetus Justification, the means are the end Doctrine and dogma, I will not relent This world a minefield in need of such sweeping This world a garden in need of such weeding This"

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, A"

Mob Goes Wild - Clutch

"Please allow me to adjust my pants So that I may dance the good time dance And put the onlookers and innocent bystanders into a trance. Give disease so the swine will marry and propagate lies. Tough luck"

The Soapmakers - Clutch

"Behind the Cliffside Inn, I heard a fiddle and a mandolin, keeping rhythm on an old washboard and stomping on the floor. Saw people of all sorts dancing 'round in twos and fours, caroling about days"

The Yeti - Clutch

"Standing waist high in snow, what brought me here I do not know. Sky is filled with starry scenes of heroes and their greatest deeds. Satellites move across the sky, and every year they multiply. Father"

Muchas Veces - Clutch

"Went to the five and dime, bought myself a copy of Time, and on the cover was a woman that I knew when I was excavating in the mountains of Peru. I caught a plane to L.I.A. I didn't know what I would"

Green Buckets - Clutch

"Won't you come over and stay for a while. Take a seat, have a drink, we'd have a nice time. Turn on the TV i believe it's prime time. I'll make you chicken cacciatore in five. There's a woman down at"

Wishbone - Clutch

"For Thanksgiving we had 'tatas, succotash and rudebagas. Then came turkey from the oven. Broke the wishbone. Covenants were sealed and set. On the losing end of a wishbone, and I won't pretend not"

The Dragonfly - Clutch

"Could've been a swan on a glassy lake. Could've been a gull in a clipper's wake. Could've been a ladybug on a windchime, but she was born a dragonfly. In the sun she warmed her wings and listened to"

Molt - Clutch

"If I can't win, Then I will multiply. You cannot oppose What you can't recognize. Drop down, drop down, All the angels sing. Drop down to all fours Like an ape, like a child, like dog, like a king."

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