Down by the sea I found your hidden treasure Just you and me, We overdosed on pleasure Yonnies in the wind, We're ruggin' up for winter Putting out the bins In cold and windy weather Down by the docks

And without you is how I disappear, And live my life alone forever now To un-explain the unforgivable, Drain all the blood and give the kids a show By streetlight this dark night, A séance down below There're things that I have done, You never should

Yeah, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world I ain't getting much done But I'm having fun sailing on the deep blue sea My whole body goes numb from a bottle of dark rum and the sun sinking down on me My catch of the day is a tall Cuba libra

Splash that holy water on me I'm in a cold sweat Drown, drown Walk me down to the wishing well Help me find that miracle Drown my faith in trinity, yeah! Little by little, gonna get it, I swear One more piece of the puzzle, I'm there Gotta get lucky,

'cos it's over and what can I do It's over, it's over, all over, It's all over now And the way you looked Don't even mean I'm down. When you kick out the sea And the sun says goodbye There is nothing much to speak of. Summer came and passed away,

When the seasons change I won't let you down I won't go down I'll fight through the pain I'll be there right by your side I'll never let them bring you down When it rains it pours And everybody stumbles There's a light in you

Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy season Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy season 'Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin' Every time I go out everybody wanna show out I just see a girl in the mirror, told her "you the reason" I ain't worried 'bout shit,

Too late there's no escape Down they fly From out of the sky Feel the radiation burn! In 1945 the year it came to be Their fate decided Many miles across the sea They told them not to fear They couldn't be prepared.

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

My grandma was a wise old soul Took me by the hand not long ago Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees Rivers flowin' to the sea Yeah they're all headin' home