Текст песни Our Mistress The Sea

Bottoms up!

We're on a sinking ship

That's rotted through;

Weighed down by the six billion people

Who make up this crew

All affected with the tyranny

Of sunken treasure and salary

But the fool's gold's false

And now we're stuck

We're dropping off...

When caught on the airs of a siren's song

You're bound to hit either storm or rocks

And they're calling us

For all of us

We're at the edge on plastic waves

That tend to reflect our decay

Not a single lighthouse shines

We're all alone

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There's an ever increasing risk

That you might have to give a shit

That this world's an ugly mess with our excess

I'm not sure if it will be okay

Will it be okay?

From the oil fountains to clear-cut trees;

Vacuumed oceans and jungles paved -

I don't want any part of these things

But I've come to realize most everything

And that no matter what the intent to the sea

We all taste the same

[Chorus:]

There's an ever increasing risk

That you might have to give a shit

That this world's an ugly mess with our excess

I'm not sure if it will be okay

Will it be okay?

Bottoms up

We're dropping off