Well I heard the raindrops falling all through last night.
That news reported says the water's getting pretty high.
Adjusted panoramic with my one glass eye.
My wife's in the other room. I think I can hear her crying:
If this flood is gonna kill us, hope Im the first to die.
‘Cuz I heard somewhere its worse if you can manage to survive.
Why do we need these harmonic dreams?
I just can't conceive.
Built a raft from jigsaw puzzles, then went and lost a piece.
I'm waiting for the breach.
Now there's waves that lap the windows and keep a perfect time.
There's seas that rise and rage. It's clear the end is fucking nigh.
She's up there in the attic, and me without my thighs.
I'd drag ass up the stairs but I don't even wanna try.
If this flood is gonna kill us, I'll be the first to die.
‘Cuz I heard somewhere it's worse if you can manage to survive.
Why do we need these harmonic dreams?
I just can't conceive.
Built a raft from jigsaw puzzles, then went and lost a piece.
I'm waiting for release.
The riverboat's on Main St. All look so surprised,
To see the unused crib and rattle floating by.

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