OIL & WATER

Oil Rig near Gulf of Mexico, 2005

You and I are like oil and water
And we've been trying, trying, trying
Ohhhhhhh... to mix it up.

We've been dancing on a volcano
And we've been crying, crying, crying
Over blackened soles

Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather

I've been smiling with anchors on my shoulders
And I’ve been dying, dying, dying
Ohhhhhhh... to let them go!

Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
It will not be the last time
There is no parasol that could shelter this weather

Babe, this wouldn’t be the first time
It will not be the last time
We've been trying to believe everything would get better!

We've been lying to each other
Hey! Babe! Let's just call it, call it, call it
Ohhhhhhhh.... what it is!

Oil and water...
Oil and water...
Oil and water...
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooooo

INCUBUS

Oil and Water