we should fight no longer
we should fight no more
because we're like an ocean
but we ain't got no shore
you could have made it better
you could have made it slow
you could have made it sweeter, sweetheart
you could have let it grow
where i come from
there ain't no springtime
but hell on earth
we should drink another
case of sweet affair
we should smoke another
hour of midnight rain,
ol' rain, ol' rain, ol' rain
where i come from
there ain't no mermaids
but sharks at home
and i'm all alone.
