The Whale Lyrics by Grumpy
Mother Mary on a ferris wheel
Take her out
Just do what you feel
Top down on the southbound five
Crash hard
No one survived
Oh, well
Got stuck with the bill
Oh, well
I fear I’m faithless
Yet blessed
Still I know I’ll eat again when my whale has his breakfast
Voldemort at the airport
Oversized bag with a dead horse
Hold delay, hold delay
Snowstorm in the way and it’s too late, too late, too late, too late
To shake the eight ball
Too late, too late, too late, too late
I must be faithless
Yet blessed
Still I know I’ll eat again when my whale has his breakfast
Please take me down
Water in my mouth
Still I know I’ll eat again when my whale has his breakfast
It’s It’s going to taste terrible.
I’m not going to
Yeah.And yeah.It’s not that bad.
