Foxhunting - Cuervito lyrics

Hold your head above the water Hold yourself a lamb to slaughter I'll take you under my wing The winds are picking up I'll make you into something Going into tough I could stand all day waiting for your call Waste my life away on nothing much at all All that you can say is "everything's so droll in the hurricane" Now can you weather the storm? The winds are picking And can you hold out for more Going into tough Let us hold out for another miracle Get away before we hit the pinnacle If it's such a bore, then why are you so still on the ocean floor?