Manson Marilyn - Prelude Family Trip Lyrics

There's no earthly way of knowing

Which direction we are going

There's no knowing where we're going

Or which way the winds are blowing

Is it raining? Is it snowing?

Is the hurricane blowing?

Not a speck of light is showing,

So the danger must be growing

Are the fires of hell glowing?

Is the grizzly reaper mowing?

YES! The danger must be growing

For the rowers keep on rowing

And they're certainly not showing

Any signs that they are slowing!


(Stop the boat