Here's a true story
  Said someone to me yesterday
  Said he'd heard it in a taxi
  Must have had him at my mercy
  Drown that poor thing
  Put it out of its misery
  Condemn it to its future
  Deny its history
  Deny its history
    So where are we going
  We're not ready for drowning
  So where are we going
  We're not ready for drowning
    Look through my venetian blinds
  Dusting the past off of my mind
  Seeing orange everywhere
  I'd go to Patagonia
  But it's harder there
  I'll do anything to prove I care
  Fascinated by good
  Destroyed by evil
  What is there to believe in
    So where are we going
  We're not ready for drowning
  So where are we going
  We're not ready for drowning
    I will bring the whole edifice down on their unworthy heads
    So where are we going
  We're not ready for drowning
  So where are we going
  We are not waving we're drowning