Load the boat up   Load the boat up   Load the boat up   Load the boat up      Isn't there anyone not amazed   That there's still fish to fry   Hats to try   And not everybody's crazed      In order to ratchet up this and that   You got a plot to write every night   Did they never tell you that?   You gotta keep on rowing   You gotta feast on crumbs   But when the lights are glowing   And the landfall comes      You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up      Not that there's anything much to blame   Still, you must wonder why   Every time   The dead all look the same   We do a lot of things   All the time   We can be pragmatists, animists,   Something along those lines      You put the nose to windward   You gotta inch it round   You gotta hope for nothing   But if it stops pissing down      You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up      Back there in '85, that whole scene   They said there were rainy days on the way   Just thought they were being mean      You have a right to your attitude   Still you just have to say   That old way   Was effective if fairly crude      You gotta try and not swallow   You gotta not inhale   You gotta keep on going   And if the crop don't fail      You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up      You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up      You gotta watch for shallows   You gotta not look down   You're chasing death already   Every day is gravy now      You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up   You gotta load the boat up      [repeat to fade out]