vox, guitars, bass, chanter and recorder - Gordon Craig
Drums - Colin Livingston
Recording by Gordon Craig
Words and Music by Gordon Craig
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Atlantis
A curse upon this drought
Come call some spirits out
Let’s make a toast to the sick and the dead
Raise up some wrecks from this ocean of lead
Wash it down, forget for a while
Wash it down, pretend you can smile
Wash it down, the bile and the spite
We’ll sink like Atlantis tonight
Avoid the things you miss
Pretend they don’t exist
It’s easy to do when you sit in the dark
Let the day slip flow through without leaving a mark
Wash it down, forget for a while
Wash it down, pretend you can smile
Wash it down, the bile and the spite
We’ll sink like Atlantis tonight
Fill your head with foam
Against the voyage home
Stay at your post til you hear the last call
Then walk like a shadow: cling onto the wall
Wash it down, forget for a while
Wash it down, pretend you can smile
Wash it down, the bile and the spite
We’ll sink like Atlantis tonight
There’s nothing to stop us tonight
No map and no compass tonight
No ghosts and no corpses tonight
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