Epic Beard Men - Man Overboard lyrics

Man overboard and I say make him drown
What was that? Man overboard
Drown, motherfuckers

Man overboard, let him drown
Man overboard, let him drown
Man overboard, let him drown
Drown, motherfucker, drown

They told us focus on the distance
To cope with the motion sickness
Lower doses on prescriptions and tell
Us your known conditions
The smoke rose from the engine
We slowly noticed the difference
In the tone of those announcements
Then the power started dipping
(Hit the switch)

Which is right when faulty
Back-up generator number six


Speared a fireball that nearly cleared the
Deck and killed a kid
Kicking off a frantic stampede
For the lifeboats
Panic at the information desk from
Guests in white robes
Each demanding VIP exceptions get
Them flights home
But no hope was in sight for
Tourists trapped beneath the microscope
In a floating petri dish and leaky
Ship no one could quite tow
Beneath the darkened chandelier we heard
From our polite host
‘The karaoke competition’s cancelled
For tonight, folks’
But all of that was years ago it
Turns out there’s nowhere to go
Down here we’re all prepared to float and
Let the current steer the boat
And anyhow we found a different type of fun
'Cause if you hit the nightly
Lottery your vacation is done

Man overboard, let him drown
Man overboard, let him drown
Man overboard, let him drown
Drown, motherfucker, drown

The announcement said ‘Don’t set yourself on
Fire to keep others warm’
The safety dance was underperformed
They looked at our hands to write a song
To save us all from Lord of the Flies
Children of the Corn
The captain bounced his last rain check
During one heck of a thunderstorm

Now every red cent that you pinch
Attracts sharks 'cause they smell blood
Do your best to escape without
Scratch marks from hell’s tub
If you’re the brash type who haggles
Then you don’t deserve the upgrade
Pack light when you travel
Waterworld isn’t your runway
Gotta greet the royals with a ‘Hail
Satan!’ and an ‘Amen!’ and a ‘Surf’s
Up!’ and a ‘Hang ten!’
It’s when the hangman turns up like, word up

Right now you might not feel hurt
But this is an unsafe spot
So either stay put with one slave foot in
The grave plot or take your shot
New Jacks have to inflate their muscles
Or they ain’t allowed in
Hustlers, so wet behind the ears they’re
Always in danger of drowning
You special spectacles of bloody passion
Ugly in action
Take a picture and use a filter and then
Hold a contest for the funny caption
Criminal sketch comedy troupes are
Bound to cash in and they don’t answer to
Anybody, buddy! Well, nobody’s asking

And that’s the escape clause we’re all
Hip to the lawyer speak
Very slick with the PR
Never actually clean the oil leak
Seriously, stayin' silent is a
Crime in certain instances
Bein' a bystander doesn’t
Grant you innocence but listen to this

Man overboard
We see the effort you’re in trouble
Man overboard
We definitely recognize the struggle
Man overboard but the lifeguard is off duty
And you’re only lying in a puddle
Motherfucker, stand up

Yeah, the conditions
(stand up) were basically the exact
Opposite of our expectations
Of what we thought we booked back in December
(stand up) or January ya know
We were told it would be a
Private island in the Bahamas
There would be private jets (stand up)
And (stand up) the reality was a stark contrast to what we were expecting
We weren’t expecting to (stand up)
I think they told us there were going
To be gourmet food trucks there
Or something along those lines
I have to give credit to the staff, because
There was no organization when it
Came to the accommodations
There weren’t even basic needs
There wasn’t enough water
There wasn’t enough lodging