Clubbin by The Grave Gets Deeper Lyrics

I keep something in my car
A barbaric tool for bashing heads
Wood meant for crushing bone
It’s always on me when I leave home
Destroy
All
That Walk

Your face is hanging by a thread
My horrid club will leave you dead
Fuck around and you will see
This giant stick swing at your head

Three feet of oak
12 pounds lunging right at your face
I swing until I see bone
Barbaric rage

Primordial spirit Comes to me in my sleep
Gives me my duties
Kill
From the cave, so much rage
Lets take it back to a new age
Frozen in fear
Listen you can hear
A spirit giving you orders
Devolve 10,000 years
I go hard with the stick

I feel the spirits kindle deep in me
I grab the club and end your history
I go primeval I go crazy
Tonight I’m going clubbing you will see