If you loosen liable lips
You keep sinking all my ships
Oh and you're the one who sank my Lusitania
But somehow it don't register as pain, at all
Till it finds our crooked pain
It should help
Oh let's not remember the name

Oh-oh-oh ooh
You made lines along your shore
Oh no ooh
Through my heart that ripped and tore
Oh ooh
We don't study this war no more

So we let our backbones slip
Till the arc spits from my fingertips
And we'll become a hazard in the rain
Boy we'll get charged out in the rain
And there's a 60-cycle hum
Go ahead, say something dumb boy, there's no shame
There's no shame
Go ahead, say something dumb boy, there's no shame

Oh-oh-oh ooh
You lay your lines along your shore
No ooh
Through my heart you've ripped and torn
Oh ooh
We don't study this war no more

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): ANDREW WEGMAN BIRD