At the Birds Foot (Vocal)

There is a fire, burning in the ocean With death black smoke and devil red flames You can see it, burning from the valley, Oh you can see it from the high planes Well they went drillin' Searching for black gold To add more dollars to their names Then one evening so suddenly and violent, There was an explosion they can't explain Now the deep water horizon Descends down to death's door And at the bird's foot They've lost all hope Cause oil is a driftin' For miles and miles Poisoning the Gulf of Mexico But what of the eleven Men at the bottom, Who sank to An underwater grave? And while they were sinking And their lungs filled with oil, They must have been screaming, Screaming to be saved But what of the eleven Men at the bottom, Who sank to An underwater grave? And while they were sinking And their lungs filled with oil, They must have been screaming, Screaming to be saved.