For three transgressions of lovers
And for four I will not revoke the punishment
For only boasting when you’re drunk
For establishing the basis of non sequitur

For two transgressions of Will
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)
But for four I will not revoke the punishment
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)
For writing lyrics that embarrass yourself
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)
And your friends and your enemies
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)

The ocean washed over your grave
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)
The ocean washed open your grave
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)
The ocean washed over your grave
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)
The ocean washed open your grave
(Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello)