Sharks dont attack the Irish,
its mostly Australians.
Theres nothing accomplished
by these splashing citizens.
from the Moon down to the surface
of the Marianas Trench
I wont send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the distant lights of your firmament.
When the sharks finished the Irish
and those people from Berlin.
We left our look of the landed
with one of rescues imminent
From the Moon down to the surface
of the Marianas Trench
I wont send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the chandeliers of your firmament.
its your firmament, baby.
Sharks Video (MV)
Performed By: Tragically Hip
Written by: GORDON DOWNIE, JOHNNY FAY, JOSEPH PAUL LANGLOIS, ROBERT BAKER, ROBERT GORDON SINCLAIR
Tragically Hip - Sharks Lyrics
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Sharks dont attack the Irish,
its mostly Australians.
Theres nothing accomplished
by these splashing citizens.
from the Moon down to the surface
of the Marianas Trench
I wont send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the distant lights of your firmament.
When the sharks finished the Irish
and those people from Berlin.
We left our look of the landed
with one of rescues imminent
From the Moon down to the surface
of the Marianas Trench
I wont send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the chandeliers of your firmament.
its your firmament, baby.
its mostly Australians.
Theres nothing accomplished
by these splashing citizens.
from the Moon down to the surface
of the Marianas Trench
I wont send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the distant lights of your firmament.
When the sharks finished the Irish
and those people from Berlin.
We left our look of the landed
with one of rescues imminent
From the Moon down to the surface
of the Marianas Trench
I wont send you in a cab when
I can take you there myself then steal a look
over your shoulder at
the chandeliers of your firmament.
its your firmament, baby.
Writer: GORDON DOWNIE, JOHNNY FAY, JOSEPH PAUL LANGLOIS, ROBERT BAKER, ROBERT GORDON SINCLAIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing