Getting stoned on a Saturday

Afternoon on river lake

Beyond just a piece of cake

Yet in all, miles away



Over the cliff

Into the deep deep blue

Watch me flyin’

(Watch me flyin’)

Safe and waterproof

A qualified

Fools for you

Over the cliff

Into the deep below



It’s cold and the skies are gray

Walking dogs in the pouring rain

Seems like time somehow escaped

‘Fore I knew it was getting late



Over the cliff

Into the deep deep blue

Always tryin’

To get in touch with you

And the rain of light

For just a simple truth

A qualified

Fools for you



Breathin’ water and I’m fightin’ for air

As if there’s nothing left more to fear

And we feel totally innocent

Close my eyes and call my pussy



With one last fortress to defend

With one last word left in the sand



It’s cold and the skies are gray

Walking dogs in the pouring rain

Walking dogs in the pouring rain