One Of Our Submarines (with Donald Fagen)
A hungry heart To regulate their breathing One more night The Winter Boys are freezing in ther spam tin
The Baltic moon Along the Northern seaboard And down below The winter boys are waiting for the storm
Bye bye Empire, Empire bye bye Shallow water channel and tide
And I can trace my history Down a generation to my home In one of our submarines
The red light flicker, sonar weak Air valves hissing open Half her pressure blown away Flounder in the ocean See the Winter Boys drinking heavy heavy water from a stone
Bye bye Empire, Empire bye bye Shallow water channel and tide Bye bye Empire, Empire bye bye Tired illusions drown in the night
And I can trace my trace my history Down one generation to my home In one of our submarines
One of our submarines is missing tonight Seems she ran aground on manoevres One of our submarines