Clutch

Lyrics

There's a guy that don't get Clutch But we still remain friends Well, not so much friends, it's really one-sided He still buys my records Or, he doesn't so much buy my records But engages in piracy When he could just go to my website And download them from me But, why don't he get Clutch? Is Neil Fallon just too much? Doesn't he like rock and roll, oh Why don't he get Clutch? They've been around for a real long time And they started up hardcore Or a dumbed-down version of Helmet, or somethin' But they'd relentlessly tour And when they'd found their groove They mixed in some Jazz and Blues And a little bit of go-go too The mob goes wild when they do So, why don't you get Clutch? Is Neil Fallon just too much? Don't you like good rock and roll, oh Why don't you get Clutch? The gear-heads come in droves Hoping for "Binge and Purge" But Clutch don't play that song no more They had to weed out the meat-head jerks So, come on motherfucker, let's throw down Throw that record on the table Hands up, who wants to rock, I do! But not those people Those folks that don't get Clutch 'Cause Neil Fallon's just too much They don't like good rock and roll So, they do not get Clutch But, why don't they get Clutch? They're as divisive as Rush They're like Tom Waits singin' for Black Sabbath So, why don't they get Clutch?