Sink 'Em Low - Clutch

Oh I ain’t joking when I’m telling ya That while in the Yakima

Digging up them thunderegg stones

Well, we cracked them wide open

The mountain started smoking

And the sky turned the color of a crow

Oooohhh, oooohhhh

Fires in the northlands

Floods to the south

Put the pedal to the metal

And let it all hang out

(Go-go, go-go)

Fires in the northlands

(Go-go, go-go)

Floods to the south

(Go-go, go-go)

Put the pedal to the metal

(Go-go, go-go)

And let it all hang out

The ash turned to confetti

ALLELUIA!

Outside them great tri-cities

ALLELUIA!

Oh, God showed his great mercy

ALLELUIA!

Turned ash into confetti

ALLELUIA!

Handkerchiefs on coughing mouths

Running to the full hotels

Left us with no other place but home

And in the distance

Tail lights came and went

Sometimes as eyes of Vulcan sorcery

Oooohhh, oooohhhh

Fires in the northlands

Floods to the south

Put the pedal to the metal

And let it all hang out

(Go-go, go-go)

Fires in the northlands

(Go-go, go-go)

Floods to the south

(Go-go, go-go)

Put the pedal to the metal

(Go-go, go-go)

And let it all hang out

The ash turned to confetti

ALLELUIA!

Outside them great tri-cities

ALLELUIA!

Oh, God showed his great mercy

ALLELUIA!

Turned ash into confetti

ALLELUIA!

Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe we’ll make it to that rise

Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe we’ll see another sun rise OH YEAH

The ash turned to confetti

ALLELUIA!

Outside them great tri-cities

ALLELUIA!

Oh, God showed his great mercy

ALLELUIA!

Turned ash into confetti

ALLELUIA!

Turned ash into confetti

ALLELUIA!

Outside them great tri-cities

ALLELUIA!

Oh, God showed his great mercy

ALLELUIA!

Turned ash into confetti

ALLELUIA!

ALLELUIA!

ALLELUIA!