It was made with blood pigments solved in water
All those faces made-up
The whole place smelled sour.
When I docked I was hungry
For the taste of wet flowers
We could drink port wine
When it's red it's over.

I need a boat right now
Man I feel so cold
The ports lights are on
But I'll turn it off
I need a boat right now

so you take off your clothes
Come on let's turn this place
Into our sea of love.