for the land Is everybody in? Dont stop, get it, get it we are your captains in it steady, watch me navigate, ahahahahahhaa. Dont stop, get it, get it we are your captains
roar And I shake the hand of any man who guides us into shore) We're saved we're saved the soldiers said we're saved the soldiers cried And soldiers
drown (down to one last try, I will stretch the every inch of might) Run and tell the captain That there?s water in the bottom of this ship We?re sinking
pictures of boats in storms Watches and money in our shoes We wake up and the building is still there And we're still in it, like miserable captains
, ohh, oh When I cry, baby, you cry When we cry, baby, it's like You know, ohh, oh, how love goes Say it again When I cry, baby, you cry When we cry
the captain, "Tell the kind folks don't worry That ain't nothin' but my hammer suckin' wind, it keeps me breathin' A steel driver's muscle I intend" Captain
to tape up the pages I'd ripped And although I recognize that we're attached at the lips That you're the one in charge And that the captain's gotta sink
yourself They're raisin up the flag, backin up they get to blast Open fire, cannons let loose Shut 'em down like the spruce goose Captain aye aye, they
first class And we were blowin' waltzes in the barroom When the universe went crash "There's no way that this could happen" I could hear the old captain
Oh no, oh no The ship's got a hole, plug it up, plug it up We're never going to find this white whale Are we captain? Hey Ishmael, can I call you annoying
this ship aint gonna sink without its captain (we're all gonna die) so take your twenty-first century telegraph and take your keystroked morse code (take
one hand what he's accomplished Ok, link me to activism chain activate street sweep Plug deteriorating zenith bent Pendragon I hock swords cores for the morbid spreading of mad men (alley gospel) Sinking
to be self-evident And anyone who isn't with us wouldn't understand us We're not intent on the fall of the government We're not intent on the rise
pain We're going under, we're going under Pray for heaven's titans to rain down, spare us the pain We're going under, we're going under, under, under
has hit the rocks again This isn't going to fucking work We're heading to our graves Mayday, mayday Man overboard again We're sinking in the river sticks
1000 miles an hour 1000 miles an hour - down An extra push And pillars fell. Now we're huddled tight in holding cells Alarms are on, pistols are drawn