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.