The judge is unforgiving
he wants you to pay the toll
for the grudge inside him living
has grown out of controll

the stockbroker feels so poor
he can't buy the things he adore
alone outside in the rain
he's lost what can't regain
A selfimage made of pride
A lady by his side
And the ability to value
the chance to run and hide
And he has gone to far
from the big open wide

The mermaid's breath stink of wine
She makes promises one of a kind
About how she will rule the ocean some day
'bout the tankers of oil that she will chase away
She drunk, smells of sweat
speaks in terms of regret
She tells how she's done wrong
and won't ever be let
back by her father
into the big open wet

she went out on a limb
because sailors can't swim
but they know how to drink
and take girls for the wind
They are dirty and false
and they dance in the halls
where her fathers sinns
are drawn in the walls

Now she's tired and her breath stinks of wine
she speaks truths one of a kind
when I was younger my dad came to decide
that there was nothing for me in the big open wide