I'll set sail for sea
And see if something
Finally crashes over me
Knock my head upon the rocks
And open up the block
Into the water

The sticks and stones
Stuck in my bones
They need to go
So I can move
Move on from
Immovable impossibilities

Rub it in
Rinse, spit, and spin
Red runs in stain linens
Turn your head
Burn down to red
So you can't see the threat again

Getting to the point
Where all my joints are stiffened
Listen patiently
I'm a gentleman
Kind, simple, spitting image
Of your greatest fan