Blue, songs are like tatoos
You know I've been to sea before
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away.

Hey, blue, here is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin,
An empty space to fill in.

You've gotta keep thinking
There's so many sinking
You gotta keep thinking
You can make it through these waves
Acid, booze and ass
Needles, guns and grass
Lots of laughs, lots of laughs.

Well, everybody's saying that
Hell's the hippest way to go out
I don't think so
But I'm gonna take a look around it, though
Blue, I love, I love you
I love you.

Blue, here is a shell for you
Inside you'll hear a sigh,
A foggy lullaby,
There is your song from me, blue, from me.