They say that in 1842 on a plantation in Alabama

The slaves unearthed a huge skeleton,

the bones of a giant whale,

a leviathan,

from the time when all the world was covered with water

from the Andes to the Himalayas

and even Alabama was deep down under.

And the slaves looked at the huge bones and they said:



These must be the bones of a fallen angel

These must be the bones of a fallen angel



Out on the ocean, out of the water

We look for signs of him

He looks like a giant snow hill, a fountain

Then he disappears. He's a speck on the horizon



We see him only in parts

The flash of a tail, his beating heart.

He's in pieces and parts.



It's easier for a camel to slide through the eye of a needle

Than to find a whale who hides at the bottom of the ocean

It's easier to sail around the world in a coffee cup

Than to see a whale when he comes rising up



We see him only in parts

A fountain, fins, a speck on the horizon

Giant teeth, an open mouth

Look out, look out, look out, look out



So hit an elephant with a dart

and he just reaches around and pulls it out with his trunk

But hit a whale in the hear and the whole ocean turns red,

It turns red.



We see him only in parts

The flash of a tail, his beating heart

He's in pieces and parts



So get hit in your head

And there may be a few things you can't recall at all

But you get hit in your heart

And you're in pieces and parts

Pieces and parts.