Clutch - The Swollen Goat lyrics

No horizon is obscured by the clouds
Settlements make nary a sound
And there were black birds singing and
Fish floating on the sea
While the bells of the buoys
All rang in harmony

Bury your treasure, burn your crops
Black water rising and it ain’t gonna stop

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

Bury your treasure, burn your crops
Black water rising and it ain’t gonna stop

Black water rising and it ain't gonna stop

"We do not desire tributes
We desire information
We seek the worm drink who
Has lately betrayed his nation"

Albatross on your neck and a
Hooker on the shore
Dog-men to the deck, there’s a hooker on the

In the wake of the swollen goat

Bury your treasure, burn your crops
Black water rising and it ain’t gonna stop
Bury your treasure, burn your crops
Black water rising and it ain’t gonna stop