Big Boots (aka Man-O-War)

Drift all you like
From ocean to ocean
Search the whole world
But drunken confessions
And hijacked affairs will
Just make you more alone

If you come home
I'll bake you a cake
Made of all their eyes
I wish you could see me
Dressed for the kill
What a nasty surprise
You're my man-o-war

And the worms will come for you
Big Boots

So unplug the phones
Stop all the taps
It all comes flooding back
From poisoned cloud
To poisoned dwarf
What a nasty surprise
You're my man-o-war

And the worms will come for you
Big boots
Yeah the worms will come for you
Big boots