Earthquakes are so polite
They tip their hats when the ladies go by
Sitting in the doorway patiently
Waiting for the ceiling to hit the floor

We don’t have [bad word] It happens to us all the time
We don’t have to make amends
We’re never going to be friends

Earthquakes never lie
You can see the [bad word] in the whites of their eyes
Kissing your hand and slapping your back
Making you feel like a [bad word] mat

We don’t have [bad word] It happens to us all the time
We don’t have to make amends
We’re never going to be friends

It’s Christmas time in Indonesia
Gonna pack our bags gonna see the beaches [bad word] away when the ocean recedes
It’s just the Earth’s way of doing a curtsy
Ooh ooh ooh