Of Mice Men They Dont Call it the South for Nothing

Of Mice Men s song They Don t Call it the South for Nothing comes from their album Of Mice Men. Buy, stream at Make waves, make waves, I m sea, it s all you can take. Come back, back down now, I m drifting away. Your ship s sunk. It s gone down, now your captain is dead. Your saints become sailors, when my ocean is fed by these, Bloody waters, Mark my words. Come on. Alright I want you call to clap along and sing with me: When I said I d fight back, I didn t say that I d fight fair. I said I d fight back, I didn t say that I d fight fair. Salt your eyes, sleep with all the fishes. The waves start the flood that s drowning yourself. Broken, then we ll salt your eyes. No wind, this sound. Waves, make waves. Back down, stop drifting away. Come back, come back, it s all you can take. We ll pour salt in your eyes.