Take the wheel I hear the timbers creaking
Take the wheel
Can you tell me how old Dan might have done
Don't close the shades
I'm scared of the darkness
I'm cold as
Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a
Sometimes I think I'm going crazy
Staring at the same four
Like a corn in a field I cut you down
I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet
Down
Yell help, too many cooks and a bird in the
They must have had the whole thing planned
There must have