At The Bird's Foot

There is a fire burning in the ocean
With death dark smoke and devil in the flames
You can see it burning from the valley
Oh you can see it from the high planes
When they went drilling
Searching for black gold
To add more dollars to their names
Then one evening, so suddenly and violent
There was an explosion they can't explain
Oh ooh ooh oh
Oh ooh ooh oh
Now in the deep water and horizon
They sensing it's a death storm
And at the bird's foot
'Cause all of this are drifting
For miles and miles
Poisoning the golf of Mexico
What about the eleven (What about the eleven)
Men at the bottom (Men at the bottom)
Who sank into an underwater grave
And while they were sinking (And while they were sinking)
And their lungs filled with oil (Their lungs filled with oil)
They must have been screaming (Screaming)
Screaming to be saved
Oh ooh ooh oh
Oh ooh ooh oh
What about the eleven (What about the eleven)
Men at the bottom (Men at the bottom)
(Who sank into an underwater grave) (heey heeey heey)
(And while they were sinking) (And while they were sinking)
(And their lungs filled with oil) (Their lungs filled with oil)
(They must have been screaming) (They must have been screaming)
(To be saved)