3 boats
3 boats, sail up OUR river. 
We ignite some gunpowder
Everyone turns up to cheer.
Lights and people spark up as one
They sail away
The event is done.
Proud we are, of floating bits of steel
Even tho one is usually a cafe
In America
, for the turners of the wheel.
So wave ur flags, and toast the rich 
Whose table you'll never share.
And believe the lie,
It's all for us
Just don't try to get in there. 
Cos we're the ones who build
The dreams the small percentage live
Our table maybe bare, but our friendship's full.
It's the brotherhood we alone can give.,
Float on float on. 
See you soon.