On the Beach

Millions of megatons, the power of a thousand suns
Fowl our sky for years to come, a pyroclastic grave
We beached the boat when it ran dry
We pleaded with each other why
And in our hearts we wished we'd die before we climbed aboard

Well I know it is a weakness, it's a lifetime of indifference
Payed the tax and stole the rent, how did it rock the boat?
Ignore the pilgrims' suicide, thе human bombs, rising tide
Saxons failed and tried and firеd, they finally came to me...

Whispered tales of creed and flag
Nowhere to ship home the body-bags
Go pay the ferryman, and leave the tags rusting on the shore

I'm on the run my MP3 downloads global catastrophe
Like the strangest darkest fantasies, the warheads fill the sky
Now a refugee on a Russian sub, a deal with a [little adolescent thug]?
Right they were to call us mugs as they waved us out to sea

After thirty days of poison flood
The engines crack the diesel mud
People tired of sweat and blood, we ran the boat aground
And fighting with each other, why?
Regretting why we'd never tried
And in our hearts already died before we hit the beach

Whispered tales of creed and flag
There's nowhere to ship home the body-bags
Go pay the ferryman, and leave the tags rusting on the shore