Load the boat up
Load the boat up
Load the boat up
Load the boat up
Isn't there anyone not amazed
That there's still fish to fry
Hats to try
And not everybody's crazed
In order to ratchet up this and that
You got a plot to write every night
Did they never tell you that?
You gotta keep on rowing
You gotta feast on crumbs
But when the lights are glowing
And the landfall comes
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
Not that there's anything much to blame
Still, you must wonder why
Every time
The dead all look the same
We do a lot of things
All the time
We can be pragmatists, animists,
Something along those lines
You put the nose to windward
You gotta inch it round
You gotta hope for nothing
But if it stops pissing down
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
Back there in '85, that whole scene
They said there were rainy days on the way
Just thought they were being mean
You have a right to your attitude
Still you just have to say
That old way
Was effective if fairly crude
You gotta try and not swallow
You gotta not inhale
You gotta keep on going
And if the crop don't fail
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta watch for shallows
You gotta not look down
You're chasing death already
Every day is gravy now
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
You gotta load the boat up
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