I've got a line on iodine
Below the tidewater mark
Half-folded brill
In my hip pocket
Buttoned up tighter than sin
If the weather is right
We'll be harpooning our wishes
On the iodine coast and indian file
When the halo is bright
As a million light fixtures
On the iodine coast and indian file
Bandit came out of juve hall
A tiny peculiar beast
Siphoned the sore from his surname
Balled it up and then tossed it
If the weather is right
We'll be harpooning our wishes
On the iodine cost and indian file
When the halo is bright
As a million light fixtures
On the iodine and indian file
Tsunami-size and amply with it
Boot-spurs hopped in a deacon sea
If the weather is right
We'll be harpooning our wishes
On the iodine coast and indian file
On the iodine coast and indian file
On the iodine coast and indian file
If the weather is right
If the weather is right
If the weather is right
If the weather is right
If the weather is right
