Had to turn my heart away
And tales, it never fails
You lying so low in the weeds
You'd have me down on my knees
Back over Time when we were all
Met up with porpoise and me
No right no wrong your selling a Song
If the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn it out to the wick
"Sell me sell you" the porpoise said
Dive down deep to save my head
You, I think you got the blues too
All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back
Made for the western pools, silly fools