so you’re sinking kinda fast,
that a great big light was your past.
this is more than waking up when you’re still at the bar
hanging around with the queens after dark
we’ve come a long way to end up lost,
we’re drifting, yeah were drifting along
oh, lord
cut it up until the pain goes away
(whoas)
everything of the enemy’s a little more green
and everyone’s wearing just a little decay
cut it up and hand it over
i don’t wanna remember
cut it up until the pain goes away
oh!
when the ship done sinks
and the crews are drowned
what am i gonna do?
am i hanging around?
this cruise is ending
please hang on to yourself
thank you for coming
and thanks for the lung.
let’s cut it up ’til the pain goes away.