Rearranging Deckchairs On the Titanic

Oh no! We're heading for disaster Full speed Can't go any faster Too bad We don't have a master plan Looks bad There is no denying It's sad We're not even trying Where now? Jumped out of the frying pan We're sailing from the sunshine and heading for the gloom There's every reason in the world to panic But while I can't escape the feeling of impending doom We're rearranging deckchairs on the Titanic No no it's not alright No no it's not OK No no you can't see the problem 'Cause you never listen to a word I say No no I'm not depressed No no and you're not manic No no we're just fine Rearranging deckchairs on the Titanic Strange forces Tearing us asunder Why us? I can't help but wonder We're fucked As far as I can understand Still we Carry on regardless Blindly stumbling in the darkness We're lost In a cruel and heartless land We're sailing from the sunshine and heading for the gloom There's every reason in the world to panic But while I can't escape the feeling of impending doom We're rearranging deckchairs on the Titanic Oh F*ck! We're heading for disaster Full speed Can't go any faster Too bad We don't have a master plan Looks bad There is no denying It's sad We're not even trying Where now? Jumped out of the frying pan We're sailing from the sunshine and heading for the gloom There's every reason in the world to panic But while I can't escape the feeling of impending doom We're rearranging deckchairs on the Titanic