Islands - When There's a Will, There's a Whalebone

the morning i set sail on a whalebone
the gale force winds made the sky grow
and i was far out in the ocean
i cut the roof of my mouth on the potion
down down down like the femur
i let my backbone slide into the
laying low in a tropical hideout,
if anyone finds out i'll turn their lights out

(fast, incomprehensible talking/rapping)

i gave my life to the wishbone
so i wished all the stars would go home
and one was a dog with it's tail drawn
it laughed as it shed, now it's long gone
i remember the flavour
but i made a choice to stay here
laying low in a tropical hideout
if anyone finds out i'll turn their lights out