Yeah, yeah, another Clutch song. What can I say, I'm enraptured.
Another Clutch outtake. This one's about colonization. Endless, persistant, unstoppable colonization, and its inevitable progression starside. Or, to borrow a line from another Clutch song, "evolution's finest hour."
Nickel 'n' dime. Bit by bit. Moonbases and rovers. We may not live to see it, but we know it's coming. Not bad for a mob of brainy monkeys that dropped out of the trees a few million years ago, am I right?
Okay sound quality, lyrics under the cut. Have fun.
