When the waters is rough
The sailing is tough
Ill get drowned in your love
Youve got a cutthroat crew, yeah
Im gonna sink under you, oh
I got the bell-bottom blues
Its gonna be the death of me
It, its the graveyard watch
Running right on the rocks
Ive taken all of the knocks
Aint giving me the quarter
Id rather drink sea water, whoa
I wish Id never had brought you
Its gonna be the death of me
Soul survivor, soul survivor
Soul survivor, soul survivor
No one call me a soul survivor, thats what Im talking about
Thats what Im talking about, soul survivor
Yeah, Im a soul survivor, gonna be the death of me
Its gonna be the death of me, oh oh yeah
When youre flying your flags
All my confidence sags
You got me packing my bags
Ill stowaway at sea, yeah
You make me mutiny
Where you are, I wanna be
Youre gonna be the death of me, yeah
Oh, oh soul survivor, oh oh soul survivor
Soul survivor, soul survivor
Its gonna be the death of me
Soul survivor, thats what Im talking about
Oh, thats what Im talking
Thats what Im talking, soul survivor
Soul survivor
Soul survivor, soul survivor
Soul survivor, soul survivor