Texty: Immaculate Machine. C'mon Sea Legs.

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I can't get used to the changing of the tide, oh no.
In theory it makes perfect sense.
That's no use to me now.
C'mon now, put a sweater on
And go outside for a while.
You know that you'll feel better,
And you've got everything to gain.


C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
You're gonna have to learn to like
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
But you're not gonna spend your life
Being sick over the side.


Would you look at yourself, staring,
Hypnotized, into the deep, green sea.
A breath of wind could blow you away,
So hang on to your head.
An inch of fog, you think you're going blind,
And an inch of snow, you're buried alive.
All weak in the knees, and tense in the hand,
You tear your eyes away or it'll never get better.


C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
You're gonna have to learn to like
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
But you're not gonna spend your life
Being sick over the side.

C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
You're gonna have to learn to like
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
But you're not gonna spend your life
Being sick over the side.


I can't get used to the changing of the tide.
On paper it looks good, you know.
You can't argue with that.
In practice, well, that's another story.
You think all this time is easy to get over?
I'll do anything, I'll do anything.
You panic every time the boat starts moving.


C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
You're gonna have to learn to like
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
But you're not gonna spend your life
Being sick over the side.

C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
You're gonna have to learn to like
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
But you're not gonna spend your life
Being sick over the side.

C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together
You're gonna have to learn to like
The rockin' of the waves, whatever.
C'mon now, it's not meant to be easy
But you're not gonna spend your life
Being sick over the side.

C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together, c'mon
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together, now.
C'mon Sea Legs, pull yourself together, c'mon,
C'mon Sea Legs, c'mon Sea Legs.