A Sea Chanty of Sorts - Margot And The Nuclear So And So's

Do what you like, you don’t have to be nice

Just pour yourself a cup of coffee

Leave anytime, you don’t have to be right

You’ve gotta live the best you know how

And if you love, well that should be enough

Instead it turns your joy into sorrow

And I can’t breath, with the dust of retreat

I’m choking on the fumes of my wayward back

My woman lied, she was a witch in disguise

And she dressed her wounds in sack cloth and ashes

The children weep, at their dead mother’s feet

Her husband’s drunk, a wolf in a sheep’s skin coat

And when we kissed, it didn’t feel poisonous

And when you cried, I dried off your blue eyes

She smiles at me, as she is falling asleep

Says, «We gotta live the best we know how to»