Weigh anchor, draw the lines.
The flood of fortune is killing time.
Weigh anchor, draw the lines.
The flood of fortune is killing time.
And I think I heard about it on the radio.
Drinking loudly in the overflow of another buoyant year.
Take the first gust of wind makes you a glow.
Undetected here.
Weigh anchor, draw the lines.
The flood of fortune is killing time.
Weigh anchor, draw the lines.
The flood of fortune is killing time.
And I think I heard about it on the radio when my eyes 
were sore from staring.
Land ho.
And on a ship of Tesla's will we watch the estate 
chained.
Succumb to sea, overcome emptied.
Succumb to sea, overcome emptied.
And I think I heard about it on the radio.
And I think I heard about it on the radio.
And I think I heard about it on the radio.
W. D. O. A.