Hook line and sinker
feel a fish out off water
thought I'd had it figured
a sham to the slaughter
and I'm sitting on the docks
a boat with no rudder
when opportunity knocks
at the turning of the - tears tears

And I'm floundering again
I need a second skin
I'm floating again
and then I'm sinking
sinking sinking

The stars are a mess
the compass it's twisted
my sails don't caress
and the tide it's shifted
the bowline's snappped
everything went missing
like the wind when it stops
lost on the pier - yeah the pier

I've been working - working hardly
the ship's out to sea
I've been working - working hardly
the ship's out to sea
they ship us out
they ship us out

A shag on a rock
mere flotsam and jetsam
lost with a map
and plenty of questions
I've been beaten and bitten
like an old boot's been baited
and the the answers that they're given
they're dumb and outdated
so I sit on the docks
a boat with no rudder
when opportunity knocks - watch the mist
I watch it clear - clear

And I'm floundering again
I need a second skin
I'm floating again
and then I'm sinking
sinking sinking

And I'm floundering again
I need a second skin
I'm floating again
and then I'm sinking
sinking sinking