Sinkemlow

Clutch
Oh I ain't jokin' when I'm tellin' ya
That while in the Yakima
Diggin' up them thunder-egg stones
Well we cracked 'em wide open
The mountain started smokin'
And the sky turned the color of a crow
(Ohh Ohh)
Fires in the northlands
Floods to the south
Put the pedal to the metal
And let it all hang out
(oh no, oh no)
Fires in the northlands
(oh no, oh no)
Floods to the south
(oh no, oh no)
Put the pedal to the metal
(oh no, oh no)
Let it all hang out
The ash turned to confetti (Alleluia)
Outside them great tri-cities (Alleluia)
And God showed his great mercy (Alleluia)
Turned ash into confetti (Alleluia)
Handkerchiefs on coughin' 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
(Ohh Ohh)
Fires in the northlands
Floods to the south
Put the pedal to the metal
And let it all hang out
(oh no, oh no)
Fires in the northlands
(oh no, oh no)
Floods to the south
(oh no, oh no)
Put the pedal to the metal
(oh no, oh no)
And let it all hang out
The ash turned to confetti (Alleluia)
Outside them great tri-cities (Alleluia)
And 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)
And God showed his great mercy (Alleluia)
Turned ash into confetti (Alleluia)
Turned ash into confetti (Alleluia)
Outside them great tri-cities (Alleluia)
And God showed his great mercy (Alleluia)
Turned ash into confetti (Alleluia)
Alleluia
Alleluia