heading for the mainland! [Chorus:] And what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing Everybody needs a start And what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing
heading for the mainland! CHORUS: And what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing Everybody needs a start And what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing
for the mainland! [Chorus:] And what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing Everybody needs a start And what do you do? Can't make nothing out of nothing
Traduzione: Great Big Sea. Niente di niente.
place stops for the Winter of '96 Minus 10, 1pm, eats through his time I laugh at your Denver sea bar Snowstorm, so we walk 70 blocks On days like this, nothing
arming in the fucklands Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming Fuck off to the Falklands for your sea-faring fun Big man's jerk
core. And then the Duchess passed out at a quarter to three and suddenly Cyril cried 'fiddle-de-de' and he ripped off his trousers and jumped in the sea
War - is comin' home - takes families War - I'm not a great big fan of it War - is something that is scandalous Oh no ? oh no War - is comin' by air, land, & sea
God's great gift comes in different strains From the mainland (purps?) all the way to big island Underground cultivation, yes I try to stay blasted From to sea to sea
too cool Your shit's too hot to drop in our pool But don't get beached bitch You got a tummy full of plankton Ain't nothing but some sea shit Full of
own flesh as we die there?s nothing new about the plight of man, as far as I can see just little subdivisions, mimicking the food chains of hierarchy its all a great big
old sea Ninety-nine years nothing but an empty cell for company Yet there's not very much that stands between me and the freedom I hold dear Just a thousand bars a big
talkin' loud, sayin' nothin' Get you dad, get your cousin Go and get your boy 'cause he's as big as a house Now take your pussy ass click and get the fuck out
fingers And his great iron head, shaped like a dustbin But as big as a bedroom Slowly turned to the right, slowly turned to the left He was hearing the sea
s been right there inside you since the day you were born, all you gotta do is take everything else and let it wash out right into the sea, well snowflakes
core) And then the duchess passed out at a quarter to three And suddenly Cyril cried "Fiddle-de-dee!", Then he ripped off his trousers And jumped in the sea