a small stream of gasoline
in the driveway
we stopped to smell the fumes
drift together
on a ship
with a broken home
beacon oil
let's bred a mutiny
grow us over
hey! hey! hey! hey!
hey, the odds are even now
but there's nothing we can trust
oh, yeah
the shadow of a doubt
oh, yeah
has fallen upon us
chutes and ladders
too high to climb
i slide downward
you slip behind
i was better
ow you're not so well
you bust
i fold
this deal
is cold
hey, the odds are even now
oh, yeah
but there's nothing we can trust
oh, yeah
the shadow of a doubt
oh, yeah
has fallen upon us
start the trial
throw us over
see if we will
sink or swim and
if the jury finds us guilty
make certain they end it swiftly
tie us to a raft that's burning
and return our bodies to the sea.