The Street Is Full Of Water

Again I’m here in this enchanted kingdom
I’ll fetch up there before I sing my swan song
Say why couldn’t I visit it many a time
Every night and day, every day and night
And again some odd things happen
There’s no one whom I can question oh why
Is there a sea in the street where it can’t be
Should I swim across it or should I find an alternative

The street is full of water
Up and down my tire is floating
My friends are behind and I’m deserted
My sea route doesn’t [bad word] shorter

You’re not in joking mood, don’t be afraid to get wet
In my dream you can do anything
I made my choice indeed and gonna fight all night
All I need is to swim straight

I’m enjoying myself, please, don’t try to wake me up
It’s not funny, you have already got a swap
Because you missed your work today by sleeping
So now relax and cross this flooded [bad word] street with me

The street is full of water
Up and down my tire is floating
My friends are behind and I’m deserted
My sea route doesn’t [bad word] shorter