A beautiful thing in the sea of inequality
Life is a symbol for death upcoming
But nonetheless i will sail away
You can sail away my honey on this ship i made myself

The mast has rigging which can swing away
Swing into the heavens
They are swinging my way
Swing away on the rope my honey it was put there to put you in your place

Is he treating me well, is he treating me well?
There's a boat outisde that could treat me better

Is he treating me well, is he treating me well?
There's a boat outisde that could treat me better

My life is treating me well, my world won't care to tell
Swinging far from the water makes me wetter
Is he treating me well, is he treating me well?
There's a boat outside that could treat me better