Prime the Line by Hand

[Кіріспе] [Куплет 1] The bilge line coughs; the gauges shake Black water climbs the ladder rungs The hull keeps settling on its blocks While you recite the launch-date sheet I crack the bleed valve, take the wrench And prime the line until it bites [Қайырма] Hold her steady, keep the pumps alive While the keel bears down below I turn the crank, i feed the prime You can move the date; the tide won’t wait [Куплет 2] The first motor stalls against my hand The second coughs and loses draw I flood the casing, clear the grit Then pull the starter hard again You say the sponsors need a promise I say the water needs a way out [Қайырма] Hold her steady, keep the pumps alive While the keel bears down below I turn the crank, i feed the prime You can move the date; the tide won’t wait [Guitar solo] [Куплет 3] The foreman waves his clipboard high The blocks complain beneath the weight I hear the suction catch at last And watch the level mark retreat No speech can lift that ship an inch No printed date can stop the seep [Қайырма] Hold her steady, keep the pumps alive While the keel bears down below I turn the crank, i feed the prime You can move the date; the tide won’t wait [Аутро] Keep them running Keep her steady The tide won’t wait