You Found Me At Some Party,
You Thought I'd Understand...
You Barreled Over To Me,
With A Drink In Each Hand.
I Respect Your Beliefs Girl
And I Consider You A Friend,
But I've Already Been Born Once,
I Don't Wanna Be Born Again.
Your Knowledge Is Impressive
And Your Argument Is Good,
But I Am The Resurrection Babe
And Your Standin' On My Foot...

But My Little Boat Is Emtpy,
It Don't Go;
And My Oar Is Broken,
It Don't Row Row Row...
My Little Boat Is Empty,
It Don't Go;
And My Oar Is Broken,
It Don't Row Row Row...

Your Tiny Little Face
Keeps Yappin' In The Gloom;
Seven Steps Behind Me
With Your Dust-pan And Broom.
I Can't Help But Imagine You
All Postured And Prone,
But There's A Little Guy On My Shoulder
'says I Should Go Home Alone...
But You Keep Leaning In On Me
And You're Lookin' Pretty Pissed;
That Grave You've Dug Between
Your Legs Is Hard To Resist...

But My Little Boat Is Empty,
It Don't Go;
And My Oar Is Broken,
It Don't Row Row Row...
My Little Boat Is Empty,
It Don't Go;
And My Oar Is Broken,
It Don't Row Row Row.

Give To God What Belongs To God
And Give The Rest To Me;
Tell Our Gracious Host To Fuck Himself,
It's Time For Us To Leave...
But My Little Boat Is Empty,
It Don't Go;
And My Oar Is Broken,
It Don't Row Row Row...
My Little Boat Is Empty,
It Don't Go;
And My Oar Is Broken,
It Don't Row Row Row.