 Prelude (The Family Trip)
Prelude (The Family Trip)
There's no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're going
Or which way the wind is blowing
Is it raining? Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Oh, the fires of hell are glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing?
Yes The danger must be growing (Faster Faster)
For the rowers keep on rowing (Faster Faster)
And they're certainly not showing (Faster Faster)
Any signs that they are slowing (Faster Faster)
Stop the boat...
Marilyn Manson |