Just think of the lives you could swap with your own
While you're selling your coats, you're sewing your own
You know it's not the easy way

Sometimes we've got to pay to play
With finger paints and macramé
It's time we asked the sea and say

"Could you bring a different nomenclature?"
Now the colors have bled to grey
To ones that don't exist in nature

A nomenclature is washing away
Washing away
A nomenclature is washing away
Washing away

But did it carry you away?
Carry you all the way
Ah bum bum bum bum bum ah bum bum bum oooo...

Did it carry you away?
Carry you away?
Nomenclature's washing away
Oh it's washing us all away
Nomenclature's washing away
Oh it's washing us all away