Blue, songs are like tattoos
You know, I've been to sea before
Crown and anchor me or let me sail away
Hey, blue, here is a song for you
Ink on a pin, underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in
Well, there's so many sinking
You gotta keep thinking
We can make it through these waves
Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs, lots of laughs
Well, everybody's saying that Hell's the hippest way to go
Well, I don't think so, but I'm gonna take a look around it, though
Blue, I love you
Blue, here is a shell for you
Inside, you'll hear a sigh, a foggy lullaby
Here is my song from me
Ooooh...