What Would a Wookie Do? - Clutch

Two oaken doors

Open to floors

Imported marble

Victorian drawers

They go betweens

Bucolic scenes

Machiavellian

And all the lesser name schemes

Greyhounds and rabbits

Go round and round

But everybody scatters

When the Hindenburg goes down

Robber-Baroness-es

Carpet-baggers-ese

But honestly speaking

Now we all got the same disease

I’m afraid the party’s canceled

The servants never showed

And on the wall was penciled

A most foreboding note

Force getting ready

Man, begat too much

All the world will suffer

The Wookie’s wicked clutch

The theocrats

With cricket bats

Hezbo-lot of love to give ya

Never take it back

A graver danger

You bouncing ravers

Madula-oblingata go

I’ll see you all later

Hephaestus dragging

One leg behind

And when the trap is sprung

The warrior loses his mind

Assassins tripping

High on hashish

But honestly speaking

Now we all need the same relief

One day or another, kid

Our world will be gone

One day or another, kid

Our death will be done

One day or another, kid

Our world will be gone

One day

General quarters

You have your orders

Invisible free-masonry

Incoming mortars

The flyers landing

And are demanding

Keep on firing

Until the last man standing

Stock cars and habits

Go round and round

But everybody scatters

When the stock market goes down

Robber-Baronesses

Carpet-baggers-ese

But honestly speaking

Now we all got the same disease

I’m afraid the hunt’s been canceled

The game never showed

And on the tree was penciled

A most foreboding note

Force getting ready

Man, begat too much

All the world will suffer

The Wookie’s wicked clutch