[Verse 1]
It doesn't pay to sing your songs
It doesn't pay to sing your songs
It doesn't pay to sing your songs
It doesn't pay to sing your songs

[Chorus]
I saw you see me on Crab Day
Speak your eyes to me on Crab Day

[Verse 2]
The bottom line is in the how
The bottom line is in the how
Words like glassy beading
Will decorate for now

[Chorus]
Swim across to greet me on Crab Day
Spend a lovely dream on Crab Day
Lend your voice to me on Crab Day
Who am I to judge you on Crab Day?

Sing your heart to me on Crab Day
Put your love in me on Crab Day
I'm a coronation on Crab Day
Who am I to love you on Crab Day?