Icebergs are scraping big holes across the bottoms
Of luxury liners across the crooked seas.
Mantises are praying in the dirt in fields of garlic.
Ooh, filthy water. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/fruit_bats/filthy_water.html ]
Purple mountains and golden hills and silver boulders,
Where wagon ruts fill up with water that rolls away.
The thought of the distance is a big old weight off your shoulders.
Ooh, filthy water.
Honeycombs drip with royal jelly up in the tall pines.
The stinger digs in & it burns like a forest fire.
Suck out the poison w your mouth you're sure to be fine.
Ooh, filthy water.
