Don't drink the water. Don't drink the water.
There's a tidal wave approaching you and me.
Oh there's an island with no poverty
And harmony is peppered on its thieves.
Don't drink the water. Don't drink the water.
Its ingredients will surely make you sneeze.
Oh there's an island with no army
And a band that tells a story to the trees.
To the trees.
In the grass lays a flask
Behind a wall of human waste.
If at all filled with blood.
You will applaud. Will applaud.
Don't drink the water. Don't drink the water.
There's a bamboo stick
That walks along the beach.
Oh there's an island of tsunamis
If you close your eyes to the breeze.
I said to the breeze.
In the grass lays a flask
Behind a wall of human waste.
If at all filled with blood.
You will applaud. Will applaud.
In the grass lays a flask.
In the grass lays a flask.
In the grass lays a flask for me.
In the grass lays a flask.
In the grass lays a flask.
In the grass lays a flask for me.
In the grass lays a flask.
In the grass lays a flask.
In the grass lays a flask for me.
For me...
