Drowning Men (The Adverts)

Uncharted wrecks of wonder In deepest gloom down under The drowning men are drawing near We're the subterranean vandals Tying air lines around door handles Adventures don't venture here We're the drowning men We're the drowned men The mutant freaks fantastical Knife's edge, unreal or actual Ambition stunted, the future fated Shall we rise from sunken places Walk the streets, unnatural, graceless Wipe the smile from your faces If we can make it