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Drowning Men

Adverts (The)
(album: Crossing The Red Sea With The Adverts)

Uncharted wrecks of wonder.
In deepest gloom down under.
The drowning men are drawing near.

We´re the subterranean vandals,
Tying air lines around door handles.
Adventures don´t venture here.

We´re the drowning men.
We´re the drowned men.

The mutant freaks fantastical.
Knife´s edge, unreal or actual.
Ambition stunted, the future fated.

Shall we rise from sunken places.
Walk the streets, unnatural, graceless.
Wipe the smile from your faces.
If we can make it.