Clutch - Sink Em Low

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!