I've puked on all my ties I've ruined my disguise And I lost my head again Held hostage by who I Cufflinks and a wet mustache The storm is rushing me So sloshingly And it takes me by surprise The moon's not in your eyes You're sleeping like a babe As we hold our breath and slip beneath the waves They've cordoned off the lane To keep us dry and keep us sane The storm is rushing me So gushingly And it takes me by surprise The moon's not in your eyes You're sleeping like a babe As we hold our breath and slip beneath the waves