Lyrics

Ain’t much to do in the winter snow
The time has come; I’ve got to go
Either I stay down on my knees
Or head out on the great white seas

You’re voice is hollow
You’re eyes are so cold
But when you say follow
Well I’ll do as I’m told

All work no play
But it ain’t all that bad
I’m going away
No need for a note
I’m going to heaven in a little rowboat

My boat is sinking in the waves
Only a fool can be saved
And if I don’t swim to shore
Well this sea will be my grave

You shook my hand
And looked me in the eyes
Swore to the moon
that the water wound’t rise

All work no play
But it ain’t all that bad
I’m going away
No need for a note
I’m going to heaven in a little rowboat

I come from a land of starving thieves
And lies that all believe
And in this land of plenty
Well, everyone is empty

And I’m leaving a land
That lives on in me
And this is the land
Of hypocrisy

All work no play
But it ain’t all that bad
I’m going away
No need for a note
I’m going to heaven in a little rowboat