Lyrics:

Come the weekend
We'll be long gone, baby
Just like the old days
Letting the world flow through me
Just a parasite in the line
I'm smoking, killing the time
I lost a piece of twine
What use is sympathy?
From here you can almost see the sea
If you would hold still
Make a clean incision
And we can sit back and watch the demolition
Little puppy dog in a box
Somebody's picking the locks
It's wandered down from the socks
Here comes the cavalry
From here you can almost see the sea
Just another fool in the line
Just a parasite in the line
I dream of high clouds
Flush with the light of daybreak
I'm gonna dive in
To waters so cold it makes your bones ache
Fingers, knees, and knuckles scraped
Our love a rubbish heap
The piece of cardboard taped up where the bedroom windowpane used to be

From here you can almost see the sea
Just another fool in the line
Just a parasite in the line
I saw a film once
Where all the air holes froze up
A killer whale swam