Well, I wasn't just one kid standing on another kid's shoulders
In a trench coat, you'd be in trouble, buddy
If I was an inner tube rolling down the quad city rivers
In the summer I'd be onto something tubby
To the coast where the bones peek up like ship ribs
I played hide and seek with the bleach-boned kids
They asked who I was, and so I ran and hid
They asked who I was, so I ran and I hid
In the belly of the whale with a candle and a pen
The belly of the whale with a candle and a pen
And it's my lucky day when the tide rolls in
The new ribcages of the dead young men
Mandibles and bows and sterns
Captains that it seems like they never gonna learn
I gotta go back, I don't care if this is killing me
I gotta go back, you're unbearable like this
I gotta go back, 'cause goddamnit, you're right
I didn't wanna wake up in this place tonight
Now all I hear is the bitching and moaning
Of fools barely keeping up with where they're come and going
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This tired argument is the only one you'll ever know
I gotta get going, my path here is short
And it's a long way home
To the belly of the whale with a candle and a pen
The belly of the whale with a candle and a pen
And it's my lucky day when the tide rolls in
The new ribcages of the dead young men
Alright, the new ribcages of the dead young men
Yeah, the new ribcages of the dead young men
Come on, the new ribcages of the dead young men
The new ribcages of the dead young men