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Rocking The Boat (feat. Jeremy Schwartz)SHARK!Coast guard this is the orca do you read me? Four and a half miles due east of Amity Island. This is an official distress call, over. We all know the place that appears so sublime But if you dive a little deeper, you'll hit the real bottom line The head of the town is out there flashing his teeth A telltale sign about to surface that there's a monster lurking underneath They're thrashing around but found They can't contain the leak Cause I've got a fish to fry That's feeding on the weak So cast a line for every life they took It's time to set the hook We're all just floating in a shallow grave Buoyed by the blood of the masses They'd rather sell out instead of save We're all so starving that we've taken the bait You think we would've learned from the past That the predator will soon become the prey We all know a place Where the calm flees at night And safe is just a shadow So we swim towards the light If this voyage of valor put us on deck for death We'll compare scars with each other Until our very last breath, yeah! They're thrashing around but found They can't contain the leak Cause I've got a fish to fry That's feeding on the weak Reel him in with every trick in the book It's time to set the hook We're all just floating in a shallow grave Buoyed by the blood of the masses They'd rather sell out instead of save We're all so starving that we've taken the bait You think we would've learned from the past That the predator will soon become the prey Coastguard this is the orca again, we need you out here now. The boat is under attack. It's a great white, over. Roger that, ETA fifteen minutes, over. In fifteen minutes we'll be fucking shark bait! Last chance to make amends So try to stay afloat With sharks like you among us We'll need a bigger boat Sold us down the river So the rich could stay rich But now you've been caught So smile, you son of a bitch Sinking with the burning embers Should be any sign of doubt That this tale will be remembered And the tide will forever flush them out We're all just floating in a shallow grave Buoyed by the blood of the masses They'd rather sell out instead of save We're all so starving that we've taken the bait You think we would've learned from the past That the predator will soon become the prey |