It was made with blood pigments solved in water All those faces made-up The whole place smelled sour. When I docked I was hungry For the taste of wet flowers We could drink port wine When it's red it's over.
I need a boat right now Man I feel so cold The ports lights are on But I'll turn it off I need a boat right now
so you take off your clothes Come on let's turn this place Into our sea of love.
