Boats - The Pastels & Tenniscoats

Ol' Joe's got a Boston whaler He bought in Key Biscane He swears since the day he's got her She's been nothin' but a pain When the sun's at his back And the winds in his face It's just him and the wheel He wouldn't take a million For the way it makes him feel Boats Vessels of freedom Harbors of healing Boats Newport is where John hung his hat Til he lost his wife Jo Now forty feet of sail antique Is where Ol' John calls home He watched his life pass before his eyes In the middle of a hurricane Came out alive on the other side That's where The Other Side got its name Boats Vessels of freedom Harbors of healing Boats Twenty years of a landlocked job Was all that Tom could take Sitting at his desk All alone and depressed Says this just can't be my fate Went home that night and told his wife You can tell all of your friends It's been real but it ain't been fun Gonna get us one of them Boats Vessels of freedom Harbors of healing Boats Vessels of freedom Boats

This rock of ours is just some big mistake And we will never know just where we go Or where we have came from These veins of mine are now some sort of fuse And when they light up and my mind blows up my heart is amused So, this heart of mine is just some sort of map That doesn't care at all or worry about where the hell you're at But you're right there Well, I've been meaning to dismiss you Yeah, I have some plans to dismiss you So stand by, by, bye, bye Wave bye sugar boats As soon as you paint every last grain of sand As you, soon as you paint every last star in the sky, sky Wave goodbye, sugar boats Well I'm swatting at mosquitoes as they're orbiting me I'm orbiting the sun and this goes on and on and on you see This heart of mine is just some broke machine And when it gets going and it often gets a-going and It starts blowin' steam Here we go again This rock of ours is just some big mistake And we will never know just where we go Or where we have come from This watch of mine is like some sort of void 'Cause when I look in, and I shouldn't look in I see it swallow my time Oh no there it goes I ain't gettin' on no fast plane Hell I ain't gettin' on no stuffy train Sugar boats on the Atlantic are fine The sugar boats they're just fine I'll stand on the deck so you can see I'll stand on the deck so you can wave bye Here's the ghost that goes and waves bye I'm the ghost that goes and waves bye bye bye

I can see that you and me Live our lives in the pouring rain And the raindrops beat out of time to our refrain And you and me will win you'll see People die in their living rooms But they do not need this God Almighty gloom There's something warm about the rain There's something warm, there's something warm There's something warm in everything I know there's something good There's something good about you, about you, about you I know there's something warm There's something warm, there's soemthing warm Good about you

Back in time, sparks fly down beauty lanes And we're torching a tree and the smoke swirls back to me Paper mail, there's a firework on its way Epicurean arson is hot in flame again But ashes are grey in the day... Oh ashes are grey in the day... Yeah ashes are grey in the day... Mmmm... Vivid youth under our late evening sky Watching flames flicking up and I'm warming to your side Plan a time for a circumstantial crime Admonishing men, lighting aerosols and wine Are we lost, are we lost, are we lost... Are we lost, are we lost, are we lost... Are we lost, are we lost, are we lost... Mmmm...

Smell all the colors Wait for my eyes Looks like your brother If he gave good advice Open up my clothes are leakin in I could not care less Runnin off into some confusion Pat will find me soon You know your brain's skippin now you're trippin Oh no, it's a black it's a black Hole, get your head off the floor Control, baby boy this is your Soul, never make me say it to you Oh no, it's a black it's a black Hole, get your head off the floor Control, baby boy this is your Soul, never make me say it to you Sing to my brothers They won't keep quiet See all those colors Don't you think they look bright Open up my clothes are leakin in I could not care less Runnin off into some confusion Pat will find me soon You know your brain's skippin now you're tripping Oh no, it's a black it's a black Hole, get your head off the floor Control, baby boy this is your Soul, never make me say it to you Oh no, it's a black it's a black Hole, get your head off the floor Control, baby boy this is your Soul, never make me say it to you All the clothes are gone with the next meal I was downstairs feelin so real Even if you make me stay, yeah I don't like the way that these threads feel Guess we'll make it out in the four wheel Even if it takes all day You know your brain's skippin now you're trippin Oh no, it's a black it's a black Hole, get your head off the floor Control, baby boy this is your Soul, never make me say it to you Oh no, it's a black it's a black Hole, get your head off the floor Control, baby boy this is your Soul, never make me say it to you