The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in
called the captain! [1]
The filth surfaces, no one can wash me clean
The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in
called the captain!
Police lights and siren has become a blue-yellow problem [2]
The other day they saw me going around smiling
They asked how can I laugh
In this kind of misery?
He said it has to be an offence
against some kind of law
I asked which one and he said:
Terrible behaviour! [3]
I answered: the dance that we're having is peaceful
So why do you treat me like some kind of heathen?
No, better days, that's our destination
But he's a true patriot [4]
so now he'll be Lucky Luke
The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in
called the captain!
The filth surfaces, no one can wash me clean
The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in
called the captain!
The waves are going higher but I'm not going down
Dad was called a burning tower
I'm the same but a walking red light [5]
The sea is storming but I won't be seasick
I've got my feet on the earth so I stay humble
Humble, yet always ready to shoot, one of the only that they can't bribe
When the politicians see me the jump from rooftops
'Cause I don't trade a profit for my message
'Cause message is essential in a time of censorship and whitewashing
No entertainer that's keeping you down, no!
If you call me I'm coming to aid
Overboard throw them overboard
The artists who have a sale on their words
Overboard, overboard
Throw them to where the ghosts live
The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in
called the captain!
The filth surfaces, no one can wash me clean
The thing's coming in, the thing's coming in, the thing's coming in
called the captain!
The waves are going higher but I'm not going down
Overboard, overboard
Throw them to where the ghosts live
Overboard, overboard
The journalists selling out their words
Overboard, jump yourself overboard if you're a youtuber patri-idiot
Overboard, overboard
The justice system worked but died
Overboard, overboard
Too long we've walked in heavy shoes
Better days, that's our destination