All At Sea

I know, I don’t know you
But don’t think I don’t know you
I saw you going under
Saved one for me

Cause I’m all at sea, lad
Don’t know if I’m coming or going
There’s no thorn, no stalk, there’s no poison talk
It belongs to me

I only wanna
Well, I just wanna
Oh, I don’t want anything, it means to the world to me

Well, I’m all at sea and
I don’t know if I’m coming or going
There’s no hope, there’s no fear, no rent arrears
Leave it all to me

If you take it all away
You’ve got to pile up everything you never even wanted
That’s just too bad
You never wanted it so bad

Now tell me, where can I go?
To hear the songs I need
I used to go to your room
Open up and bleed

Ah, tell me where can I go?
To hear the songs I need
You find me in your room
Open up and bleed

She sells seashells on the seashore
He sells seashells on the dancefloor and

And mountain rocks
On the telephone box

Don’t know if I’m coming or going