Friday night and the ship is in
Anchored down and flagging wind
Away from all of this
Lay, lay us down in the fire
You're over there with the working girls
All your time in the underworld
And those nights in the shadow factories
Lay, lay us down, down in the fire
Sunday now and I'm off my knees
The albatross is in the breeze
And I am home, wherever that may be
Lay, lay us down, down in the fire
