Day of the Jackalope - Clutch

Well, my senses are sharpened

I’m half in the bag

I got a Cheshire smile and

A five cent rag

Day of the jackalope

Abandon all ye faithful

Abandon all ye hope

Abandon all ye faithful

It’s the day of the jackalope

Well, I heard about your problems

With your old man

Well, he’s a non-issue

As fast as I can

Day of the jackalope

Abandon all ye people

Abandon all ye hope

Abandon all ye people

It’s the day of the jackalope

Well, the leaves blow in circles

In my footsteps

Like the mouth of a river

I have no regrets

Day of the jackalope

Abandon all ye people

Abandon all ye hope

Abandon all ye people

It’s the day of the jackalope