Yes, you're a big ship loaded down
With a whole lot of baggage and freight
And life's a luxury liner
Cutting through each circumstance and wave
Now the cold icy waters
Have sent the captain with his bottle off to bed
The temperature's dropping
Radio is dead
Taking on water, going down fast
Yes, under the breakers, send an SOS
Tell all the passengers to spend what they wanna
Taking on water
Call it catastrophe
Or the hand of the Good Lord reaching through
Call it a tragedy
But there will be no last minute interviews
Got to be a bit heavy handed
When you're swimming in the shark infested seas
Yeah, to get my attention off my treason and mutiny
Yeah, call me irresponsible
Baby, call me undeniably true
Well, at least for the moment
When I first set my eyes on you
Got a big hole in a small heart
Asking you, no, begging you to fill
Gonna take some radical surgery
But you know my nasty will
Writer(s): Bill Mallonee
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