Ah huh, you know what it is White and Navy, white and navy, white and navy, white and navy Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is White and Navy, white and
(Words and Music by Joan Baez) Don't worry about my politics They are what they are I work best when I get some rest Right now I'm in a bar Overlooking
I'm high and I'm happy and I'm free I got my whole heart laid out right in front of me And I finally can see the way it's always been The need for peace
I guess we met a couple a bonafide angels But they all seemed kinda fat and fatigued But now we're trying to match their mouths to the screams Match their
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, we're gonna get it started, yeah, yeah, yeah The only thing that's left to do is cure the broken-hearted, yeah C'mon, c'mon, c'mon
She cried "Bingo", you finally clued in I guess I never thought to look there What you took you can give back But I never kept track I guess I never
Chester the molester's not without his charm She can see herself hanging off his arm He's saying, "Hey bartender, put it on my tab Unless my limit's running
And I, I won't be stupid State the obvious, pleasant platitude Bad policies, mega magnitude Magnificent My Armada (Armada) Armada (Armada) And I, would
There's trouble in a far off nation Gotta get in a love formation Your love's more deadly than Saddam That's why we gotta drop the bomb! [Party posse
Losing my domestication, like a tab in the ocean. I hump like a fuckin' whale and piss wherever I want. Thar' she blows from my fuckin' dick hole, rolling
Time, rolling along with the waves A thousand miles away Holding you close in the rain Seems just like yesterday Lost up in a faraway place And in my
Spent a week in a dusty library Waiting for some words to jump at me We met by a trick of fate French navy, my sailor mate We met by the moon on a silvery
IT IS AN INSTRUMENTAL
Float by open windows What a shipwreck, what a shipwreck Circles running through my veins With the vate set, with the vate set See the lines, see the
A witness of innocent doctors Of your wound I stitched up your broken ego Like an ego round Is e navy blue A bluster of faith A carnivore of taste
The force of my love was strong The Sea Lion lay down long Song in the air, why should singer care? When singer can be among song Ma, ma, look what I
Aquamarine All that glitters lies beneath Deep blue, shallow green I wont let it go Aquamarine Youre my sexy little daydream Deep blue, shallow green
The Army this, the Army that Is all we heard from where we sat Now how about a cheer for the Navy? The Army's great, the Army's tough But don't you
