Clutch - Drink To The Dead lyrics

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

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

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