Young Guns (UK)
Beneath the Waves
Dearly beloved we are gathered here today*
To lament the loss of honesty
To the art of saving face
Of vanity and opacity
A generation lost beneath the waves
Loose lips sink ships
And we're all going down
We're in the throes of vertigo
Higher is impossible
Sink like a stone
Let it all go
Higher is impossible
The oceans rise to break the bow
And I find peace within the sound
Of water rushing in
So bid farewell to all you know
Take your place way down below
We'll sleep beneath the waves
Loose lips sink ships
And we're all going down
We're in the throes of vertigo
Higher is impossible
Sink like a stone
Let it all go
Higher is impossible
Loose lips sink ships
And we're all going down
We're in the throes of vertigo
Higher is impossible
Sink like a stone
Let it all go
Higher is impossible
Loose lips sink ships
And we're all going down
So slowly we drift down
And all our Kings are dead now