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(In the Wake of) The Swollen Goat - Clutch
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(In the Wake of) The Swollen Goat Clutch

(In the Wake of) The Swollen Goat - Clutch
[Verse 1]
No horizon is obscured by the clouds
Settlements make nary a sound
And there were black birds singing
And fish floating on the sea (On the sea, on the sea...)
While the bells of the buoys
All rang in harmony (In harmony, in harmony...)

[Chorus]
Bury your treasure, burn your crops
Black water rising, and it ain't gonna stop

[Verse 2]
The governor, he been long gone
Anchor dropped on his front lawn
Build a keep and dig a moat
The return of the Swollen Goat
Can you hear the fife and drums?
Barnacles barking at the sun?
Ain't no chance, so don't you try
Now, everybody got to die

[Chorus]
Bury your treasure, burn your crops
Black water rising, and it ain't gonna stop
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