Slaughter Beach Songtext
von Clutch

I′m not sweating any consequences
I do what I have to do just to get on by
There's no sex appeal in guilt nor anger
Ain′t it enough, ain't it enough to provide?

Economic casualties
My blue-blooded creeps
Hand in hand, we walk together
Along Slaughter Beach

Maritime tragedies
You blue-blooded freaks
Hand in hand, we walk together
Along Slaughter Beach

I'm not betting on wild horses
Like they do in Assateague or Pimlico
I demand to shuck my clam the old-fashioned way
Under a strawberry moon, bare-handed, wearing no clothes


Economic casualties
My blue-blooded creeps
Hand in hand, we walk together
Along Slaughter Beach

Maritime tragedies
You blue-blooded freaks
Hand in hand, we walk together
Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Economic casualties
My blue-blooded creeps
Hand in hand, we walk together
Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Maritime tragedies
You blue-blooded freaks
Hand in hand, we walk together
Sunrise on Slaughter Beach

Sunrise on Slaughter Beach
Sunrise on Slaughter Beach
Sunrise on Slaughter Beach
Sunrise on Slaughter Beach