This flood wants to rape you
Outside it resides and it smiles
Lucy, we've [bad word] to save you
But first we'll see how loud you scream
This flood doesn't like you
He wants to be alone, but he can't be lonely
This flood soaks your curtains, you give him your certains
You give him your plans, you give him your thirties

This is a rape, this is a [bad word] robbery a grand larceny
So hands will go up, this is a stick up
Give me everything

If only we could hold this forever
The breath, the breath, the headline rising
We will scramble just to dam up the river
But knowing full well we don't be staying dry
Go home, go home
To your dismal apartment see how the flood left it
Go home, go home
Give those bovines a bedsore
'Cause that's all you're good for, you know
Now you know
Once you sandbag the walls and pray to God to defend that
You know, we all know
All the king's men can't put this back together again

My soul don't want peace or tranquility
My inner self does not require equanimity
My soul wants reservations
No, I wanna be someone who never needs reservations
In my heart I want my nose to be smaller
My incarnation wants my fingernails longer
And when [bad word] up to your knees
Don't hold your breath, just breathe in deep
I want to be able to say in a disassociated way
"What the [bad word] " and "Whatever"

If only we could hold this forever
The breath, the breath, the flood line rising
We'll scramble just to dam up the river
But knowing full well we won't be staying dry
Go home, go home
Keep your hands where I see them
Your wallets, your reason
Go home, go home
It's your life or your money do don't try nothing funny
You know, now you know
Once you sandbag the walls and pray God to defend that
You know, we all know
All the king's men can't put this back together again