作词 : Fat Mike It's like seeing a car crash from inside the car The driver's got his head craned back he's telling you a joke You see the bus on collision course You point your arm and turn your head and wait for the impact This is the feeling we learn to live with in North America The morning headlines always accompanied with sweat and nausea Every week another puzzle piece gets permanently glued into place We see the iceberg from 15 miles away The captain orders the ship to "stay the course" "Full speed ahead" shouts the accurst The next thing we heard was, "rich women and children first" The ship is listing, the captain's placing blame on the iceberg "That berg attacked us, I am declaring war on the Arctic" Who could ever have predicted the greatest ship could so easily sink (duh) Lifeboats are useless without rescue The only ships show up for salvage When setting sail on the St. Louis We all knew what consequences could be With the crew we had at the controls There's no harbor age for the USA-holes I doubt there's a benign God to save our souls Cuz no one else is gonna save the USA-holes
作词 : Fat Mike It's like seeing a car crash from inside the car The driver's got his head craned back he's telling you a joke You see the bus on collision course You point your arm and turn your head and wait for the impact This is the feeling we learn to live with in North America The morning headlines always accompanied with sweat and nausea Every week another puzzle piece gets permanently glued into place We see the iceberg from 15 miles away The captain orders the ship to "stay the course" "Full speed ahead" shouts the accurst The next thing we heard was, "rich women and children first" The ship is listing, the captain's placing blame on the iceberg "That berg attacked us, I am declaring war on the Arctic" Who could ever have predicted the greatest ship could so easily sink (duh) Lifeboats are useless without rescue The only ships show up for salvage When setting sail on the St. Louis We all knew what consequences could be With the crew we had at the controls There's no harbor age for the USA-holes I doubt there's a benign God to save our souls Cuz no one else is gonna save the USA-holes
