Flat Earth Society

lie, lie, lie...



The full moon is rising over dark water

And the fools below are picking up sticks

And the man in the gallows lies permanently

Waiting for the doctors to come back and tend to him,

The flat earth society is meeting here today,

Singing happy little lies

And the bright ship humana is sent far away

With grave determination...

And no destination, lie, lie, lie



Yeah, nothing feels better than a spray of clean water

And the whistling wind on a calm summer night,

But you'd better believe that down in their quarters

The men are holding in for their dear lives,

The flat earth society is somewhere far away,

With their candlesticks and compasses

And the bright ship humana is well on its way

With grave determination...

And no destination, lie, lie, lie, ad infinitum