This is it
Tow the line
We barely made it back this time
On the deck, half-open eyes
Looking up to see the sunlight
Swing and sway
And we sail away
Oh, my ship is a big black stain
In this sea of fish and fame
Tears and holes in the sails
She's gold, but getting frail
We'll just keep taping up the floor
Ignore the water, and hope for the shore
Water's a-seeping in
And the ship is filling
All the oars have gone off course
But loyally we stay aboard
Is this the end, the top for me?
No
Chin up
Stiff lip
Just wait and they'll give
Oh my my my
I'm a stone
I can't unleash my bells
Can't unleash my bells
My ship can't find its way home.