Enough of That Tom Foolery

Arms to the sky
This is not a blessing we can afford
Our pockets are deep
But our style is priceless

We built this bridge between two sinking ships
And day by day we're getting smaller

This is life at sea
But I see nothing more
Take me back to the sound of sirens
This is a broken home

It's nighttime again in Phoenix
And we just don't seem to fit in anywhere
I'll take my time
Oh yes, I'll take my time

Arms to the sky
This is not a blessing we can afford
Our pockets are deep
But our style is priceless

We built this bridge between two sinking ships
And day by day we're getting smaller

GROOVE!

OH!