Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The White Whale, artist - The Longest Johns.
Date of issue: 15.04.2021
Song language: English
The White Whale |
Lost in the iron sea, of endless rolling roofs |
We’re going for glory kids, your dad has something to prove |
You see it’s not enough to just have hope when lost |
You must have the highest of hopes, and hold out at all cost |
That’s why as I tack across this parking garage |
I ignore spots at the entry and aim for the driver’s mirage |
The unspeakable beauty of free land at the front of the store |
And yet this takes vision and steadfast courage to aim for more |
All the early spots are clearly reserved for the meek |
A spot equidistant to store and ticket machine we seek! |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail, the park in front of the store |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail |
With gusto and glee, sing it with me, we dare to ask for more! |
My child jolts me to attention, Land HO! |
Does he scream |
I pinch myself and sure enough the space of my dreams |
The sharks begin to circle, I indicate my intention |
Just know this parking space is mine, I show no apprehension |
Yet as I approach one thing’s painfully clear |
Other cars with blinking lights starting to appear |
Back off green van I see your plan |
Don’t think about it blue sedan |
This spot is mine, we’ll hold our ground |
There’s no better land to be found |
All the early spots are clearly reserved for the meek |
A spot equidistant to store and ticket machine we seek! |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail, the park in front of the store |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail |
With gusto and glee, sing it with me, we dare to ask for more! |
As we bring her round, I find to my dismay |
A little hatchback hiding there is taking up half the bay |
With hope dashed against the rocks, and the petrol light now on |
Perhaps my nerve is waning, I’ll retreat before too long |
No, hold fast, and cast away all dread |
There’ll be spaces that we seek in the times ahead |
Sure some may say, any park in a store |
But only the bravest captain finds his true reward |
All the early spots are clearly reserved for the meek |
A spot equidistant to store and ticket machine we seek! |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail, the park in front of the store |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail |
With gusto and glee, sing it with me, we dare to ask for more! |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail, the park in front of the store |
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail |
With gusto and glee, sing it with me, we dare to ask for more! |
With gusto and glee, sing it with me, we dare to ask for more! |