Yes, you're a big ship
Loaded down with a whole lot of baggage and freight
And life's a luxury liner
Cutting through each circumstance and wave
Now the cold icy waters have sent the captain with his 
bottle off to bed
The temperature's dropping
Radio is dead
Taking on water
Going down fast
Yes, under the breakers
Send an S.O.S.
Tell all the passengers to spend what they wanna
Taking on water
Call it catastrophe or the hand of the Good Lord 
reaching through
Call it a tragedy, but there will be no last-minute 
interviews
Got to be a bit heavy-handed when you're swimming in 
the shark-infested seas
Yeah, to get my attention off my treason and mutiny
Yeah, call me irresponsible
Baby, call me undeniably true
Well, at least for the moment when I first set my eyes 
on you
Got a big hole in a small heart
Asking You
No, begging You to fill
Gonna take some radical surgery
But you know my nasty will