The Wreck of S.S. Needle Lyrics

The members of his squad grow thick.
A testament to "get rich quick".
No sign of mismatched features,
Secondary organs from within.

So on command they open,
Winding clockwork sirens as they come.
Scramble the rock face through the glare of morning sun – to run.

Your time is costlier than fine,
The wreck of S.S. Needle,
Simpletons that want all in and
Render horror feeble.

Splinters always hide under the skin,
From glitter of the pin,
To brave a friend in battle comes
The thimble with his sign:
You've got to spit to see the shine.
Let me see you run this gamut blind.

Your voice, it shakes,
You smile so dryly
Let us see and touch you lightly
The moon is so unseemly, bright.
Cut your hair off watch all night.
Splinters always hide under the skin
The battle of the thimble and the pin.
Put me down where I can see you run.

Your time is costlier than fine,
The wreck of S.S. Needle,
Simpletons that want all in and
Render horror feeble.

Knees go up and down in time,
To sleep in foreign seaswell.
"Silence while we cross this spine—
Ring out the warning bell!"
You've got to spit to see the shine.
Let me tell you – run and try to hide
Put me down where I can see you run.