You're first I'm last You're thirst I'm asked to justify Killing our last heaven beast Don't hunt the whale In beauty vision do we offer much If we reason
They say he didn't have an enemy His was a greatness to behold He was the last surviving progeny The last one on this side of the world He measured a
There's a boy with his head pressed up to the window Of a bus headed out of town His breath on the glass, he draws with his finger Map of the roads they
It only takes the time between here and there For landing in another place Saw your shadow fleeting in the corner of my eye Your feet were skimming the
How to find you, maybe by your singing A weird trail of notes in the water One white whale in all these oceans One white whale Slipping through the nets
Another wave crashed over you It put you in a spell On a cold place you know well It pulls you further out to sea Under the lights at Tilbury I still
(Whale calls) (Dre Dog talking) Hehehehe... Oooh... This shit is on beat.... Hehehehe... Man... Drop that shit boy... Hehehehehe... Fillmoe.... Hehehehe
oh little whale won't you come out and play oh little whale why is the world upside down oh little whale oh you've been dreaming about a cleaner place
Here in the depths of the whale / Therein the hopes of the unsaved Drunk on the aqua vital / Fallen in vessels, broken in seas And my hands are as tight
Over the years you have been hunted By the men who threw harpoons And in the long run, he will kill you Just to feed the pets we raise Put the flowers
(Chorus) Lyrics deadly like a Killa Whale Tell a tale Stormy weather brewing Better set sail from where the threat dwells Dr. Loomis style Splits tracks
When the whale get strike and the line runs out And the whale makes a flounder with its tail And the boat capsized and I lost my darlin' man No more,
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Well, the sun is up and a-rising The wagon's headed west Now I can't shake that old suspicion That I settled for second best I've been frugal at my table
God sent Jonah down to Ninevah land To preach the gospel to the wicked men And to repent his wicked ways I'm gonna overthrow the city in forty daysA
Humphrey, the whale should have GPS Humphrey, the whale should get GPS Humphrey, the whale should have GPS Humphrey, the whale should get GPS So you
Der große Geist steigt aus den Fluten von allen Seiten eingekreist ein leises Zischen in der Luft die Spitze bohrt sich in das Fleisch Der Kö
in turquoise inner space the giants live with grace at peace with peace at peace with god and men their spirits rise and fall much greater than us all