Seven Seas

All the good things are in season
As I stumble out I do behold
That all the good things are in season
Why doesn’t anybody say hello

Woohoo yeah yeah

All the good things shakin like a
leaf on a tree
All the angels comin’ down
There ain’t no time to make no sense, baby
This ain’t no time to fuck around

Woohoo yeah yeah

All the good things are in season
Can you float me just this one time
We can sin until we blow up
Dig a grave for our heads I’m
done with mine.