Ride The Flying Polyp

Ut's getting foggy which adds to the spookiness
It's just the kind of night they would appear
I hear them coming, the windstorm is drumming
Whipping me into crescendos of fear

They're gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide
Why am I here, anyway?

Piping their powers from black basalt towers
Loom like colossi; I'm under their sway!
Want me to ride it, but I'm undecided
What if it blows off my skin on the way?

They're gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide
Why did I even show up?
They're gonna make me ride, I don't feel right inside
Oh why in God's name did I come to this place anyway?

They're gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide
Well thank God it's fridaym, 'cause
They're gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide
Tomorrow's my day off - hooray!