Chumbawamba
If It Is To Be, It Is Up To Me
If it is to be, it is up to me (Repeats)And as we sail, blows wild the gale (Repeats)Sweet flows the water, yellow as royal pissSpeech turns to stammer, your lips are too tight to kissI've never seen rabbits looking as scared as thisAnd as we sail, blows wild the gale (Repeats)A five times champion wouldn't row as fastCaught in the eddies between future and pastBlowing a hurricane from the Royal arseAnd as we sail, blows wild the gale (Repeats)
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