Sharks

I can take you there myself then
When the sharks finished the Irish
By these splashing citizens
I can take you there myself then
The chandeliers of your firmament
We left our look of the landed
Of the Mariana's Trench
Your firmament, baby
From the moon down to the surface

At the distant lights of your firmament
Steal a look over your shoulder

There's nothing accomplished
Steal a look over your shoulder
[Inaudible]

With one of rescue's imminent

From the moon down to the surface
And those people from Berlin
I won't send you in a cab when

I won't send you in a cab when

Steal a look over your shoulder
I can take you there myself then
Of the Mariana's Trench