Liner, it was a fantasy sea cruise
It was a bet destined to lose
Across the waves, what was he thinking?
Sea shore, he had a wet foot in the sand
He was holding u.n. plans,
Across the waves. what was he thinking?
All aboard before the storm
They've never seer a place like this before

Island in a forgotten latitude
And with colonial attitude
They took the chance for repossession
Grey skies there were no palm trees in the wind
And when a saint starts hiding sins
It's all aboard whilst peace is sinking
All aboard before the storm
Crossing swords before the dawn
Seen before, back in an infant's dream
Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath

So i sailed away on their time, liner!
Taking young lives in their prime, liner!

Harbour, i saw a flag waving goodbye
I saw a soldier's baby cry
What's it all for, that's what i'm thinking
Inside, i must he lacking true insight
Because i always sleep at night
Across the waves whilst men are . . .
All aboard before the storm
Crossing swords before the dawn

Seen before back in an infant's dream
Like a rubber duck, floating in the bath

So i sailed away on their time, liner!
Taking young lives in their prime, liner!
Liner! to a distant shore
All aboard before the storm