Blue, songs are like tatoos You know I've been to sea before Crown and anchor me Or let me sail away. Hey, blue, here is a song for you Ink on a pin Underneath the skin, An empty space to fill in. You've gotta keep thinking There's so many sinking You gotta keep thinking You can make it through these waves Acid, booze and ass Needles, guns and grass Lots of laughs, lots of laughs. Well, everybody's saying that Hell's the hippest way to go out I don't think so But I'm gonna take a look around it, though Blue, I love, I love you I love you. Blue, here is a shell for you Inside you'll hear a sigh, A foggy lullaby, There is your song from me, blue, from me.