A Wilhelm Scream - Boat Builders Lyrics
Phone it in again, another in bank, I'm spoiled by the richesI had a line to remember and I wrote it in the sandTried to go get it but the tide swoonedWe are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so badBaby, you go all in, sometimes you winYou betWe are the noise makers, the modern wayfarersHere be no guts, no gloryThere be no guts, no gloryTell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around meWe share without knowing, screams soaring in every directionWe sweat like boat builders and marvel at our work,Smiling at the imperfectionsWe are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so badBaby, you go all in, sometimes you winWe will get up to get downKeep the faith, sing loudWe are the noise makers, the modern wayfarersHere be no guts, no gloryThere be no guts, no gloryTell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around meWhy'd I wait so long to break these chainsGive them our regards out thereTell them we'll be back againNew Bedford, bury me somewhere near youSmiling at the imperfections as they disappear over the horizonFrom Rain City to Gainesville we ranThen back to Melville againWith whiskey-soaked tales, half-forgottenStill in the bottle at the bottomTell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around meWhy'd I wait so long to take the reins of my lifeWhy'd I wait so long to break these chainsWhy'd I wait so long to take the reinsWe are the noise makers, the modern wayfarersHere be no guts, no gloryThere be no guts, no glory hereI've been guilty, I know it, believe meI admit, I've been bored, I've been lazyDown and out on Cherokee StreetGive our regards to them 'til we return againNew Bedford, bury me somewhere near youSomewhere near you
