On the Bottom

Sometimes you feel like an anchor
A slow whirlwind is coming your way
You can't feel the wind on the bottom
The ripples barely keep you awake
Something is making you wonder
Why did you come here today
Wander alone to the poorhouse
Wonder how long you will stay

The flag that you threw to the mainland
Has just floated further away
You know that you've probably crumbled
Lie in bed the rest of the day
Wander alone to the poorhouse
Wonder how long you will stay

The pot the pipe the quart the can
Hath undone many an honest man
The pipe the pot the quart and the whore
Hath undone, hath quit undone
As many more
She's as brown as a berry
Hair as brown as a berry
Hey down derry hey
Hey down derry hey
Hey down derry hey
Hey down derry hey



Credits
Writer(s): Deirdre Smith
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