A small stream of gasoline In the driveway We stopped to smell the fumes Drift together On a ship With a broken home Beacon oil Let's bred a mutiny Grow us over Hey! hey! hey! hey! Hey, the odds are even now But there's nothing we can trust Oh, yeah The shadow of a doubt Oh, yeah Has fallen upon us Chutes and ladders Too high to climb I slide downward You slip behind I was better Now you're not so well You bust I fold This deal Is cold Hey, the odds are even now Oh, yeah But there's nothing we can trust Oh, yeah The shadow of a doubt Oh, yeah Has fallen upon us Start the trial Throw us over See if we will Sink or swim and If the jury finds us guilty Make certain they end it swiftly Tie us to a raft that's burning And return our bodies to the sea.