Screw You and Your Deep Blue Sea - Chris Rea

White god standing

By the breaking waves

Thirty pieces of silver

Everybody gave

You drop 'em in

Eat 'em up

You drink his wine

From a plastic cup

The soul of this place

You’ve taken from me

So screw you

And your deep blue sea

Complex phrases

Hide what’s true

The biggest lies

You ever knew

The virgin angel

She screams and chokes

She’s drowning now

In a pool of bootleg coke

I’m getting off while my soul’s still free

So screw you

And your deep blue sea

They say the Lord

Turned their sins to stone

The gold and silver fell off

The dried up bones

The golden beaches

Of my younger days

Thirty bits of silver

Sold into the poisoned waves

The soul of this place

You’ve taken from me

So screw you

And your deep blue sea

And your deep blue sea

I’m getting off

While my soul’s still free

Yeah screw you

And your deep blue sea

And your deep blue sea