Straight from the French alps in big cargo ships Don't drink too much water it'll go to your hips Your heart keeps on rhythm even when it skips You drank every bottle you caught all the drips But your love, it comes from a glacier And ten men, were k**ed on the trip Filtered for purity and flavour My love comes straight from the tap and the gla** has a chip Oh, one day pollution will spoil every drop The oceans will motion, the rivers to stop, and when Nothing is moving that last belly flop Will hurt more than ever, just skin against slop But your love, it poured out so even I never, went thirsty a day My love, is hard to believe in The whole damn ship nearly buckles and tips when it sways What did I know I knew myself And I put you up high at the top of the shelf Oh I catch you down low for the sake of my health But it isn't as easy as that And there isn't a step you can skip When the love that you've known has gone flat My love comes straight from the tap and the gla** has a chip My love is just barely wrapped (and the paper is ripped) My love's forgotten its line (it reads from the script) My love is rotting inside (and the puss starts to drip) My love is lonely and frozen (an iceberg, a drip) My love enjoyed the free ride (but it won't leave a tip) My love is coated in lies (too greasy to grip) My love will leave a bad taste (and is sore on your lips) My love comes straight from the tap My love comes straight from the tap My love comes straight from the tap And the gla** has a chip