spinning tazmanian devil
grabbing coins counting levels
chasing everybody's credit
got to hold it got to have it
scratching wounds edgy moods so detuned
always the extreme reaction
followed by an altercation
so confused about the treasure
losing every human measure
dazzled by the cold
can't grasp can't hold
rocking the boat rocking the boat you are
at your own throat
rocking the boat you are
at your own throat rocking the boat you are
rocking the boat rocking the boat you are
at your own throat
rocking the boat you are
at your own throat
rocking the boat you are
got to hold it got to have it
got to hold it got to have it
got to hold it got to have it
got to hold it got to have it
walking on the floor floor floor floor
spinning tides and i'm your devil
drag me down your path of barrel
chasing everybody's credit
got to hold it got to have it
hazard in disguise
look out for spice
laugh like crazy at the jokes
obsessing over all of your notes
giving you fleeting thoughts
rocking the boat rocking the boat you are
at your own throat
rocking the boat you are
at your own throat rocking the boat you are
rocking the boat rocking the boat you are
at your own throat
rocking the boat you are
at your own throat rocking the boat you are
there's no one left to catch you when you
fall down
there's no one left to catch you
there's no one there to catch you
when you fall down
there's no one there to catch you
when you fall down
when you fall down
when you fall down
