W W W e, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon
W w W w W the tops of the seas, that would pull us down to the depths
W W W and crush us flat if given half a chance. no need
WWW WWW to look back to pictures of lost, when all was rust.
we, we will skim across the surface of the mud as if we're-
spinning pebbles oh, in our yacht dance oh, in our yacht dance
we, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the
seas, made of people stained with scorn who never see the
light of real love. no need to look back through diaries of lost
now turned to dust. we, we will skate across the surface of the
storm as if we're wheeling sea-birds. oh, in our yacht dance
oh, in our yacht dance. and how they'll be jealous of both of
us! in our yacht dance.
we, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of
the seas, that would pull us down to the depths and crush us flat if
given half a chance. no need to look back to pictures of lost,
when all was we, we will skim across the surface of the
mud as if we're spinning pebbles. oh, in our yacht dance oh,
in our yacht dance.
andy - lead vocal, acoustic and amplified acoustic guitars, anklung.
colin - fretless bass. dave - nylon - strung spanish guitar
terry - drums, percussion, drum synthesizer composed by a. partridge
