here is the water

the one that rushes

from our hearts into the sea

endlessly hoping to be

here is the water 

the one that rushes from our 

minds into the street 

endlessly hoping to meet



they said we could walk on water

they said we should knock on wood

we did none of these things and they said we could sing

so we sang about falling in love

they said that we were getting smarter

they said that we were something new

we were none of these things and they said we could sing

so we sang about twenty and two

we done all the wrong things 

and all we done good



they said we were the new beginning

they said we were a brand new start

we were none of these thing and they said we could sing

so we sang about the state of the art

they said we were the second coming

they said we were a different breed

we were none of these things and they said we could sing 

so we sang about the birds and the bees

bunch of do nothing that were down on your knees



can you walk on water

but can you walk on  - W A T E R (oh no)

can you walk on - W A T E R

oh can you walk on water



they said we could walk on water

they said we should knock on wood

we did none of these things and they said we could sing

so we sang about falling in love

they say that we say we say something

they say that we say something new

we say some of these things and they say we can sing 

so we sang about a hundred and two

but if nobody listens well nothing comes true

when you walk on water

when you walk on - W A T E R (oh no)

can you walk on - W A T E R

oh can you walk on water

can you walk on - W A T E R (oh no)

can you walk on - W A T E R

oh can you walk on water

we never walked on - W A T E R

so tell me something smarter W A T E R



matadors monkeys, a million balloons

as we walk through the sea to the sand

knowing full well that we're perfectly tuned

as we skip through our hearts hand in hand



well jenny the older 

whose music we heard

will we all meet again at the end of the world



no sense in fooling 

we're covered in dreams 

having too much fun flying to land

floating waste high in tendrils of green

we're so small but we feel oh so grand



well jenny the older 

whose music we heard

will we all meet again at the end of the world



end of the world



well jenny the older 

whose music we heard

will we all meet again at the end of the world



the end of the world

on tuesday

the end of the world

pop goes the world

the end of the world

pop goes the world



on tuesday

the end of the world 

the real world

pop goes the world

on tuesday