Oh the gosling, Looked up to the goose and the gander. Said "I don't have a feather, to fly. I'm the unfortunate three of a kind." When the flood finally came, It was Noah's nameless wife, Who looked out of the window as The city sank. And the rooftop children cried. And when her feet hit the ground, She could still hear the sound. Yeah when her feet hit the ground, She could still hear the sound. Ringing in her ear. And it went: Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah.