Welcome to my temporary humble holiday home
It won't be forever repairs are slow
The wind changed the course of my small sailboat
Shipwrecked into residency i need to kill some time
Lying on the white sand beach
Let out some line
Soak those potatoes in seawater brine
Fried over fire
This should be fine
Fish and chips
I'm watching a fake moon landing
I see the camera crew
Floating where they should be standing
Turns out it might be true
But i bet space ships
Miss fish and chips
Messages in empty bottles are piling up
Hold my ear up to a seashell
I've heard enough
I'll soak these potatoes in red or white wine
Dodge that tornado i should be fine
Fish and chips
Tomorrow is overlapping
At least today is new
I'll watch one more fake moon landing
I see the camera crew
Floating where they should be standing
Could be this point of view
Tomorrow is laughing at me at least today is new
I'll soak those potatoes in seawater brine
Dodge that tornado this should be fine