Sinners and Sailors

Cold, cold comfort, this ground's cold comfort.
but we'll make a home here, we'll make a home here.
calling captains of industry,
your ships have been grounded.
your crews have perished in the rocky seas
now we'll see to their ashes.
make our names here.
we'll make our names here,
but we'll fake our glory.
(and we'll fake our glory)
the clock has come unwound
so the rescue's abandoned.
our ships have all run aground
killing sinners and sailors.
bide time until the resurrection.
well i was interred and i was exhumed,
then i was returned to the ground.
The ground.
The cold, cold ground.
i heard somebody brought down our last defense and ran us aground tonight.
(this ship is going down!)
i hope everybody called for an ambulance,
to take us home tonight.
(this ship's going down!)
drop our anchor, we'll drop our anchor.
(and we'll drop our anchor, we'll drop our anchor!)
we'll sink this city, we'll sink this city.
(and we'll sink this city, we'll sink this city!)
the kings of prosody wearing crowns on their teeth
because we need eleven hours of clemency before our coffin's rejected.
bide time until the resurrection.
well i was interred and i was exhumed,
then i was returned to the ground.
The ground.
The cold, cold ground.
i heard somebody brought down our last defense and ran us aground tonight.
(this ship is going down!)
i hope everybody called for an ambulance,
to take us home tonight.
(this ship's going down!)
drop anchor and build up a monument
we're giving it up to the sunken states.
this ship is going down.