Welcome to my temporary humble holiday home It won't be forever repairs are slow The wind changed the course of my small sailboat Shipwrecked into residency i need to kill some time Lying on the white sand beach Let out some line Soak those potatoes in seawater brine Fried over fire This should be fine Fish and chips I'm watching a fake moon landing I see the camera crew Floating where they should be standing Turns out it might be true But i bet space ships Miss fish and chips Messages in empty bottles are piling up Hold my ear up to a seashell I've heard enough I'll soak these potatoes in red or white wine Dodge that tornado i should be fine Fish and chips Tomorrow is overlapping At least today is new I'll watch one more fake moon landing I see the camera crew Floating where they should be standing Could be this point of view Tomorrow is laughing at me at least today is new I'll soak those potatoes in seawater brine Dodge that tornado this should be fine