Here's a true story said someone

To me yesterday said he'd heard it

In a taxi must have had him at my

Mercy drown that poor thing put

It out of its misery condemn it to

Its future deny its history - deny

Its history



So where are we going we're not

Ready for drowning so where are

We going we're not ready for

Drowning



Look through my Venetian blinds

Dusting the past off my mind

Seeing orange everywhere I'd go

To Patagonia but it's harder there

I'll do anything to prove I care

Fascinated by good destroyed by

Evil what is there to believe in



So where are we going we're not

Ready for drowning so where are

We going we're not ready for

Drowning so where are we going

We're not ready for drowning so

Where are we going we are not

Waving we are drowning