Bashed Out

And so, the outside, it bashes us in

Bashes us about a bit

Feel it tugging you, ploughing you flat

Then feel it filling your sails

And warm on your back

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-οoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

And blessed are those who see and are silent

Blessed are those who see and are silent

Blessed are those who see and are silent

Blessed are those who see

So, won't you hoist up the bucket now, Charlie?

Whoosh it all over the deck

'Cause we've been getting most mightily filthy

Mud marks up to our necks

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-οoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

And they did unfold and the wind, it did fill them

And they did unfold and the wind, it did fill them

And they did unfold and the wind, it did fill them

And they did unfold in the wind

And so, the outside, it bashes us in

Bashes us about a bit

Feel it tugging you, ploughing you flat

Then feel it filling your sails

And warm on your back