To The Lifeboats - Thomas Dolby

In dreams the skies are azure blue

The sea’s a mirror pond

Then you wake to howling wind and rain

Upon your roof tiles

It won’t be long

It won’t be very long now, Caroline

The superstitious sailors of old

Refused to learn to swim

But there’s no need to drown these days

Cause we’ve got lifeboats

Where are the lifeboats?

There are no lifeboats

There are no fucking lifeboats

There’s a freak storm blowing in

In from the Arctic

There’s a freak storm blowing in

In from the Poles

I’ll be the last to leave the bridge

The last rat off your ship, England

England

By dawn we are the castaways

The turtles on a log

We’re drifting off the coast of France

And listing sideways

It won’t be long

It won’t be very long now, Caroline