There is a fire burning in the ocean With death dark smoke and devil in the flames You can see it burning from the valley Oh you can see it from the high planes
When they went drilling Searching for black gold To add more dollars to their names Then one evening, so suddenly and violent There was an explosion they can't explain
Oh ooh ooh oh Oh ooh ooh oh
Now in the deep water and horizon They sensing it's a death storm And at the bird's foot 'Cause all of this are drifting For miles and miles Poisoning the golf of Mexico
What about the eleven (What about the eleven) Men at the bottom (Men at the bottom) Who sank into an underwater grave And while they were sinking (And while they were sinking) And their lungs filled with oil (Their lungs filled with oil) They must have been screaming (Screaming) Screaming to be saved
Oh ooh ooh oh Oh ooh ooh oh
What about the eleven (What about the eleven) Men at the bottom (Men at the bottom) (Who sank into an underwater grave) (heey heeey heey) (And while they were sinking) (And while they were sinking) (And their lungs filled with oil) (Their lungs filled with oil) (They must have been screaming) (They must have been screaming) (To be saved)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.