Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black Umbrella , by - Clutch. Song from the album From Beale Street to Oblivion, in the genre Стоунер-рокRelease date: 19.07.2010
Record label: Weathermaker
Song language: English
Black Umbrella |
| Money Mike, Pistol Pete |
| Both went running down the street |
| Police and snitches, lover’s lane |
| Hot summer. |
| Hot rain |
| Hit the bricks |
| The girl got her tricks |
| She’s the Mississippi terror |
| And there’s none the fairer |
| O.T.B. |
| was jammed |
| Paper changing hands |
| Nothing left but smoke and cellar |
| And a Woman with a black umbrella |
| Little Lewis lost his shit |
| 10 to 1, couldn’t collect |
| Fish Head Phil, Itchy Ike… |
| Say they never got home that night |
| Shake the breaker |
| That girl ain’t no money maker |
| She’s come to cook all the books |
| And flaunt her good looks |
| O.T.B. |
| was jammed |
| Paper changing hands |
| Nothing left but smoke and cellar |
| And a Woman with a black umbrella |