Clutch - Gone Unsung lyrics

If knee-deep in catnip At the old icebox I recommend you whistle And give the box three knocks Should you be so lucky To hear whisperin' It is an invitation For you to join in Let us go leaping In 3-measure time Dressed up as a**es And drunk to the nines Swing from the branches, shouting those songs Gone unsung for far too long If surrounded by toadstools In the old green glen I'm afraid there is little That I can recommend Save all of your courage And the sincere prayer And where you go a-treadin' Take the utmost care Let us go leaping In 3-measure time Dressed up as a**es And drunk to the nines Swing from the rafters, shouting those songs Gone unsung for far too long Let us go leaping In 3-measure time Dressed up as a**es And drunk to the nines Swing from the branches, shouting those songs Gone unsung for far too long Sound of rushing water yon... Nine Men's Morris in the sand But the player's gone Drink to the dead All you still alive We shall join them in good time Should you go crossing that silvery brook It's best to leap before you look