Boo - Pinback
Written by：Clifford Harris/Cordale Quinn/Premro Smith
As I set down these notes on paper
I'm obsessed by the thought that I might be the last living man on earth
2X2L calling CQ
2X2L calling CQ
2X2L calling CQ New York
Isn't there anyone on the air
Isn't there anyone on the air
Isn't there anyone
Inside this leaking submarine the hull is closing in
The water is above my ankles and I still can't get you off of my
I don't think that we can pull this one off
We shall see time will tell what is time and
Why does it taste like salt water inside of my mouth
Some day I will sail again to a distant shore far away
I will sail again to a distant shore far away
If the line snaps and there's no air will you hold me
If I'm asleep will you wake me
If this rises and we hit the waves will you dive back down
Some day I will sail again to a distant shore far away
I will sail again to a distant shore far away
Hi ho
Some things tugging on my leg and there it goes
Shallow water must be on the horizon but still too far to go
Spilling blood so fast I can't keep up much more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry can't go no more
Sorry sorry
