we should fight no longer
we should fight no more
because we're like an ocean
but we ain't got no shore

you could have made it better
you could have made it slow
you could have made it sweeter, sweetheart
you could have let it grow

where i come from
there ain't no springtime
but hell on earth

we should drink another
case of sweet affair
we should smoke another
hour of midnight rain,

ol' rain, ol' rain, ol' rain

where i come from
there ain't no mermaids
but sharks at home

and i'm all alone.