TUNE My Mate Stanley - This is no place for Whales.
Cool like an ocean breeze,
Bleeding from words softly spoken.
I'd drown for your delight.
Have them cut me up to make you feel alright.
Waves crash down on top of me,
We stood frightened, awkward silence.
Toppled overboard reaching out for you.
There's something in the waves!
Can you see it too?
These sharks are out for blood!
Won't someone please save us?