I don't know what I've just said   Was it nasty? Why am I like that?   I could show you a good time   Then you'll know that we are blood-like      I've really caught my leg in a trap this time   Your majesty, can't you see?   I'm a sentimental, partly mental, I'm a bad friend      Ooh, I've got a little problem with my own head   But it feels right, it feels like I'm a belly full of dirt   I'm the milk that turned to curds and it feels right      Now stare at the ocean   While your friends all drown   We all need to learn to swim anyway      Oh my darling, hold your head up   Don't you listen, you're my baby girl   Oh my darling, hold your head up   Don't you listen, you're my baby girl      Oh my darling, hold your head up   Don't you listen, you're my baby girl   Oh, my darling, hold your head up now      Hold on, aren't I? I am my own life, own harm   Hold on, aren't I? I am my own life, own harm   Hold on, aren't I? I am my own life, own harm      Stare at the ocean   While your friends all drown   Now you're blood-like