First they say the angels sing, and then the big bang
That was the first day, there's six more
From organisms to single cells, mutate to shells
Then mutate into spores
On dry land
Where the lippies scream, die man
Oh, by the seventh day, he rested as he looked at them
And those men, and those men
Guess it's safe to say that
They don't know
Since they're not alone
And there's no dusk or dawn
As they've never washed ashore
But of course, what for?
Who cares what lies beyond?
On dry land
Dry land
Where the lippies scream, die man
Dry land
Oh, they see our bones
And say oh no, not them again
And scream swim, just swim
So while federal buildings blow
Blow, fish glow
How lovely that must be
You should listen to Jekyll's song
Don't say you know
Stop sending your trash to sea
Leave it on dry land
Dry land
Where the lippies scream, die man
Dry land
Oh, he made this world
Took and gave it back again
Oh, he made this world

And we learned nothing
Nothing
We learned, we learned nothing, right?