Bartleby

The tea kettle called it arson
But I assured him it was only treason
It was only treason
Bought with a passion and sold for less than a fortune

These glass eyes only break if you catch them
This all must end between the rocks and the sea
This drink of kings once passed over this deck
Once passed over this deck

It was all in good humor
Was all in good humor
Was all in good humor
Was all in good humor

I swear
I swear
I swear

One, two, three, four

I swear
I swear
I swear