Lyrics:

From the back of the aisle she comes
The back of the aisle she comes
You flat-fall, you blank yourself
You flat-fall, you blank yourself
So let's have a pretty tune
You flat-fall, you blank yourself
You laugh, slap on your face
And she laughs, slap on the cake
And say let's have a pretty tune
They laugh, slap on your face
And they laugh, slap on your face
And they laugh, slap on, and slip in the trash

Ship, ship
Ship, ship wreck

Death dances up to you
Just what you going to do?
Ship lost in giant pools
Death dances up to
Loaded....
Down into....
Love and drawn into the void
Down and drown into the void
Love and drawn into the void
Drunk bosun on deck
Drunk bosun on deck
For the chance of a kiss

Ship, ship
Ship, ship wreck

Oh shit, I am sinking
That's not meant to happen
Flies will be your cousins
Truly, truly something
Warm death be around me
Warm death be around
That's not meant to happen
Truly, truly something
Closed up for the winter
Closed up for the winter
Caught hook, line, and sinker
Closed up for the winter

Ship, ship
Ship, ship wreck