Shriekback - Horrors Of The Deep lyrics

Keep from us heartless tides of time: the currents that will wreck you. On the continental shelf the water's warm the harbour walls protect you. After the levee breaks the dead man's fingers hold you. All the mermaids sing they want you for their own, their drowning arms enfold you Gimme streets of lights and wine Gimme better thorts than mine My scratch-card god, vouchsafe our souls to keep from these periscopic sorrows and the Horrors of the Deep Sex on the beach is fine All up for stimulation But down at full fathom five -just to survive- you need some inhalation. What does a poor boy do when they all drag your name round town? What the old men and the sea all said to me was quite enough to drag me down. Take it like a man or like the little b**h I am I feel it now I lay me down to sleep: suspect morals in the corals and the Horrors of the Deep Sumptuously poised here in the foam a watery quintessence later pitifully trailing home alone my bio-luminescence. Beached on the Kentish Knock -so very far from Camden Town and while Kraken dreams the Little Mermaid sings her song of legs and sound. Out there in the bay where the salt will burn away your landlocked pride -out there such thought is cheap. Watch me holler in the squalor with the Horrors of the Deep.