[Verse] Deep down in the abyss, a sub made of trash, Rusty bolts and metal, hopes never crash, Barsuk swimmin’ proud, with a laugh in its hull, Crew in gumboots, always ready to brawl. [Chorus] Oh, Barsuk’s a-floatin', deep in ocean blue, Scraps held together by a wish, it’s true, Country rhythms playin', 'neath the salty brew, In this metal coffin, we find somethin' new. [Verse 2] Underwater jig, to the fiddle’s sweet tune, Dodgin' jaws and tentacles, playin' a cartoon, Steam pipes whistlin’, the boiler bursts, Still we’re smilin', laughin' off the worst. [Bridge] Banjos strummin', echo through the sea, Barsuk breathin’ life, wild and free, Crew’s jokin', ain't afraid of the threat, In scrap-metal hulls, dreams never set. [Verse 3] Radio’s cracklin', sharks serenade, Dance with the dolphins in our duct-tape brigade, Grit and grease, in the underwater scene, Barsuk’s a lighthouse, where life is keen. [Chorus] Oh, Barsuk’s a-floatin', deep in ocean blue, Scraps held together by a wish, it’s true, Country rhythms playin', 'neath the salty brew, In this metal coffin, we find somethin' new.
