Your sister better not convince the crowd
It's loose lips sinking ships tonight
Loose lips sinking ships tonight
Are you down, are you down, oh

The scene's so slippery
Those suckers cut my ripcord as I quit the shoot
Slippin through my grip I hit the ground
Make it sound like a rain
Like the rain
All the way to a fall
You can think twice or not at all

This girl's a cluster of right grips
I think of lipstick burnt 'round fingertips
Sometimes guitars make her sick
Going down, going down, oh