We are orphans We are fish And as the tide is rising We get swept to the coast Where tourists collect our heads and bones And everybody's lonesome here In this village built just to disappear When season's over at the end of year Everybody's lonesome here Everybody's lonesome here We are fish Swords and stones They don't protect us anymore The black gold is covering Each and every inch of us And the sun is but a light bulb To brighten up hell The sun is but a light bulb To brighten up hell We are fish We're all based on water That's what we are It's the origin of life The world's largest dump We built a new continent That will swallow us all