Oh Bring Back the Egg Unbroken

Just one island 
In an ugly string
Of prehistoric penal colonies
This island 
Is a most remote inhabited spot on Earth
Each family possesses a registered trademark
That is chipped into the truck of a tree

Oh, bring back the egg unbroken
The egg of the sooty nesting tern
And you will be made king
Of this island now

The women
Have gone on up the Cliffside
They’re gathering eggs
Of their own
We’ll have them at the celebration
When the king is chosen now

Jump off the cliff into the ocean
You grab an egg
You swim back
Holding it aloft
You hold it high above the roughest
Of the shark infested water, now
Oh, my love
You bring the egg unbroken back
You are the king

You are the king
Oh, bring the egg unbroken back
You are the king
Oh, we’ll be thinking
Of the ocean
When the king brings back unbroken
The egg of the sooty nesting tern

Some well known lost but ancient wisdom
The point and purpose
Which was mysterious
Or even vague
It says the truth is worse
Than you could possibly imagine
And we islanders, 
We’ll be thinking of escape

Oh, we’ll be thinking 
We’ll be thinking 
We’ll be thinking of escape

We’ll be thinking 
We’ll be thinking 
We’ll be thinking of escape