Shark! "Coast Guard, this is the Orca, do you read me? Four and a half miles due east of Amity Island This is an official distress call, over"
We all know a place that appears so sublime But if you dive a little deeper, you'll hit the real bottom line The head of the town is out there flashing his teeth A telltale sign about to surface that there's a monster lurking underneath
They're thrashing around but found they can't contain the leak 'Cause I've got a fish to fry that's feeding on the weak So, cast a line for every life they took It's time to set the hook
We're all just floating in a shallow grave (Buoyed by the blood of the masses) They'd rather sell out that instead of save We're all so starving that we've taken the bait (You think we would've learned from the past) That the predator will soon become the prey
We all know a place where the calm flees at night (night) And safe is just a shadow, so we swim towards the light If this voyage of valor put us on deck for death We'll compare scars with each other until our very last breath (yeah, yeah!)
They're thrashing around but found they can't contain the leak 'Cause I've got a fish to fry that's feeding on the weak Reel them in with every trick in the book It's time to set the hook
We're all just floating in a shallow grave (Buoyed by the blood of the masses) They'd rather sell out that instead of save We're all so starving that we've taken the bait (You think we would've learned from the past) That the predator will soon become the prey
"Coast Guard, this is the Orca again, we need you out here now The boat is under attack, it's a great white, over Roger that, ETA, 15 minutes, over In 15 minutes, we'll be fucking shark bait"
Last chance to make amends (so try to stay afloat) With sharks like you among us (we'll need a bigger boat) Sold us down the river (so the rich could stay rich) But now you've been caught, so smile (you son of a bitch)
Sinking with the burning embers Should be any sign of doubt That this tail will be remembered And the tide will forever flush them out
We're all just floating in a shallow grave (Buoyed by the blood of the masses) They'd rather sell out that instead of save We're all so starving that we've taken the bait (You think we would've learned from the past) That the predator will soon become the prey