Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Profits of Doom , by - Clutch. Song from the album Blast Tyrant, in the genre Хард-рокRelease date: 09.05.2011
Record label: Weathermaker
Song language: English
Profits of Doom |
| Born with a moustache and a supernova, tossed off the cliffs of Dover |
| Washed up on a far away shore in the arms of the daughter of the Buffalo |
| Mamma said he was the chosen one Reverend said he was the other one |
| All that pay no mind inside his Econoline |
| Swallower of Planets, the profits of doom |
| Quarterly projections, the profits of doom |
| A caliph, rabbi, and a bishop walk into a bar |
| One says to the other |
| «Hey now brother, we haven’t gotten very far» |
| Who’s that writing? |
| John the Revelator |
| He wrote the Book of the 7th Seal |
| Swallower of Planets, the profits of doom |
| Quarterly projections, the profits of doom |
| Genesis and Exodus, Leviticus and Numbers |
| Gideon is knocking in your hotel while you slumber |
| Swallower of Planets, the profits of doom |
| Never trust the white man driving the black van |
| He’s just saving all his voodoo for you |
| Just for you |
| Never trust the white man driving the black van |
| He’s just saving all his voodoo for you |
| Just for you |