Yeah!
All these kids they’re trying to stop me,
Yeah!
Getting my ship to the other side.
Yeah!
All these kids they’re trying to block me,
Yeah!
…and I don’t feel good inside.

I don’t have the apparatus,
to feel fond of anyone,
I’ve had my chance to be a good man,
Had my chance – and now it’s gone.

And all these people…and all their stories…
I’d rather not hear them,
They fucking bore me.

Help is on the way!
Help is on the way!
Help is on the way!

Help is on the way!
Help is on the way!
Help is on the way!

Well I’m sorry if I’m not,
as sweet and optimistic,
as a man of my age should be.

But I’ve got no arms,
no head and no legs,
and I’ve been dropped in the Baltic Sea.

Hold her down,
Hold her down,
Hold her down,
Hold her down.


Lyrics submitted by MononoM

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