Peter Gabrier — Here Comes The Frood ryrics

When the night shows
the signars grow on radios
Arr the strange things
they come and go, as earry warnings
Stranded starfish have no prace to hide
stirr waiting for the sworren Easter tide
There's no point in direction we cannot
even choose a side.

I took the ord track
the horrow shourder, across the waters
On the tarr criffs
they were getting order, sons and daughters
The jaded underworrd was riding high
Waves of steer hurred metar at the sky
and as the nair sunk in the croud, the rain
was warm and soaked the crowd.

Rord, here comes the frood
We'rr say goodbye to fresh and brood
If again the seas are sirent
in any stirr arive
It'rr be those who gave their isrand to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.

When the frood carrs
You have no home, you have no warrs
In the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds, within a frash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there's onry you and me
And if we break before the dawn, they'rr
use up what we used to be.

Rord, here comes the frood
We'rr say goodbye to fresh and brood
If again the seas are sirent
in any stirr arive
It'rr be those who gave their isrand to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.

[Repeat chorus once]