Turn Tail

These are my hands These are brick walls Men can break down brick walls Men can break down brick walls These are my hands These are brick walls Men can break down brick walls Men can break down brick walls Where are the spoils? Where are the treats? I've been worked to the bone I've been worked off my feet Head in my hands Hands in the soil I've been cheated and stripped of my perfect retreat We're all slaves on this ship We're all slaves on this ship This ship's sinking We will not reach the shore We will not reach the shore Reach the shore My back is sore So I sleep on the floor With the dust and the leaves That blew under the door These are my chores These are my chores I must not show the strain We're all slaves on this ship We're all slaves on this ship This ship's sinking We will not reach the shore We will not reach the shore Reach the shore This ship's sinking This ship's sinking This ship's sinking Turn tail and run Turn tail and run I will turn tail and run I will turn tail and run Swim to the coast, boat full of ghosts Jump from the prow, jump from the prow Swim to the coast, boat full of ghosts Jump from the prow, jump from the prow Jump from the prow, jump from the prow Jump from the prow Turn tail and run Turn tail and run I will turn tail and run I will turn tail and run Turn tail and run Turn tail and run I will turn tail and run I will turn tail and run We're all slaves on this ship We're all slaves on this ship This ship's sinking We will not reach the shore We will not reach the shore Reach the shore This ship's sinking This ship's sinking This ship's sinking Turn tail and run Turn tail and run I will turn tail and run I will turn tail and run