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