Song | Drowning Men |
Artist | The Adverts |
Album | Crossing the Red Sea with the Adverts |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Uncharted wrecks of wonder. | |
In deepest gloom down under. | |
The drowning men are drawing near. | |
We're the subterranean vandals, | |
Tying air lines around door handles. | |
Adventures don't venture here. | |
We're the drowning men. | |
We're the drowned men. | |
The mutant freaks fantastical. | |
Knife's edge, unreal or actual. | |
Ambition stunted, the future fated. | |
Shall we rise from sunken places. | |
Walk the streets, unnatural, graceless. | |
Wipe the smile from your faces. | |
If we can make it. |