on the highest ground that we could find

but it won't be enough to keep us safe

it's only a matter of time

til the storms batter the shores

and the rivers break their banks

and the flood takes us away

the board's up on the wall

the bottles on the shelves

while the day rages outside

a quick game before it's dark

tiny arrows straight at the eye

and the water is now ankle high

and everyone's betting everyone else final levels for a round of drinks

and in the end it all comes out in the wash

everything does, everyone does,

and soon we'll all drift downstream

holding hands as the water takes us away

while the banks calculate

profit and loss

so we're playing the odds

man against nature

we know how this ends

with houses and lawn chairs floating by

we could head upstairs

and wait for help that won't come

buy a few more days of high and dry

‘cause everyone's betting everyone else final levels for a round of drinks

and in the end it all comes out in the wash

everything does, everyone does,

and soon we'll all drift downstream

holding hands as the water takes us away

and the banks calculate

profit and loss

and after all, where would we go to find shelter?

we have no one else,

just each other.

we're not stupid,

maybe stubborn

but we recognize more than most of them

we know how Rome will fall

we're just marks on their blackboard

and they'll wipe off the chalk

and double or nothing

they'll take it all

‘cause everyone's betting everyone else final levels for a round of drinks

and in the end it all comes out in the wash

‘cause everything does, everyone does,

and soon we'll all drift downstream

holding hands as the water takes us away

and the banks calculate

profit and loss