we should fight no longer we should fight no more because we're like an ocean but we ain't got no shore you could have made it better you could have made it slow you could have made it sweeter, sweetheart you could have let it grow where i come from there ain't no springtime but hell on earth we should drink another case of sweet affair we should smoke another hour of midnight rain, ol' rain, ol' rain, ol' rain where i come from there ain't no mermaids but sharks at home and i'm all alone.