We’ve made our beds,
And now we lay.
Revenge is sweet.
If only we could stem the tide,
If only we could.

As Europe slips into the sea,
Well we could have saved a million more.
We’ve made our beds and now we lay.
A snake can shed its skin but never change.

And if we all pray hard enough,
And keep our noses clean,
Maybe we’ll be saved.

The wind blows from the east,
We will sail this ship into the setting sun.
The wind blows from the east,
We will sail this ship into the setting sun
The wind blows from the east,
We will sail this ship into the setting sun
The wind blows from the east,
We will sail this ship into the setting sun

As Europe slips into the sea,
Well we could have saved a million more.
We’ve made our beds and now we lay.
A snake can shed its skin but never change.
As Europe slips into the sea,
Well we could have saved a million more.
We’ve made our beds and now we lay.
A snake can shed its skin but never change.