Here's a true story said someone
To me yesterday said he'd heard it
In a taxi must have had him at my
Mercy drown that poor thing put
It out of its misery condemn it to
Its future deny its history - deny
Its history

So where are we going we're not
Ready for drowning so where are
We going we're not ready for
Drowning

Look through my Venetian blinds
Dusting the past off my mind
Seeing orange everywhere I'd go
To Patagonia but it's harder there
I'll do anything to prove I care
Fascinated by good destroyed by
Evil what is there to believe in

So where are we going we're not
Ready for drowning so where are
We going we're not ready for
Drowning so where are we going
We're not ready for drowning so
Where are we going we are not
Waving we are drowning