Fire In The Water کے بول

Real fingers from the horizon A couple thousand from your door In the pillow that your head lies on How many fingers more? Till I put to bed my teenage fears Forget about the eyes and ears I heard it happens every seven years How many fingers is that from here? Turn your face towards me mother I'm afraid There's fire in the water There's piss on the grave There's fire in the water There's fire in water! There's piss on the grave! There’s fire takin’ all our atmosphere and I'm here always barking at the Sun in the hole Hold up! I'm Christopher Pyne and I'm doing fine! Hands up for the blind, leading the blind I'm Christopher Pyne too? How, how are you? I lower my eyes to my feet In Holy reverence for those whom I serve As I drift back, drift back into the earth Only to rise again in several days From a fountain in Canberra with another face And another name Long may it be the same I'm Christopher Pyne and I'm doing fine! Hands up for the blind, leading the blind I'm Christopher Pyne too? How, how are you?