Texan Book Of The Dead Lyrics - Clutch - Clutch

So you say you want to go to Heaven 

Well I got the plans 

It walks like the Sasquatch 

And it breeds like Kubla Khan 

In original dialect 

It's really quite cryptical 

There are many copies around 

But this, my man, is the original, yeah 

It's given me powers 

But kept me low 

Many have scorned this 

Modern day Pharisees, fat with espressos 

Be leary of Timothy 

Clear light and all that 

If you want light go stare at the sun 

Hell, that boy don't know crap 

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If you want to know Paradise 

And you want to know Hell 

Want to drink that cool clear liquor 

Better dig a little deeper in the well, my friend 

If you want to know Paradise 

And you want to know Hell 

Want to drink that cool clear liquor 

Better dig a little deeper in the well, my friend 

You want a mantra? 

You want to know? 

You want that mantra? 

Well here you go 

One for the money 

Two for the show 

And a knickknackpaddywack 

Give a dog a handjob 

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Still want that mantra? 

Still want to know? 

Still want that mantra? 

Well here you go 

It is written 

God has spoken 

So put this in your pipe and smoke it 

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