Trough The Loop

There´s no earthly way of knowing,
Which direction we are going,
There´s no knowing where we´re rowing,
Or which way the river´s flowing,
Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing?

Not a speck of light is showing so the danger must be growing,
Are the fires of hell A-glowing? Is the grisly reaper mowing?
YES! The danger must be growing, for the rowers keep on rowing,
And they´re certainly not showing, any signs that they are slowing!!!
Woooooooaaaaaa

There´s no earthly way of knowing,
Which direction we are going,
There´s no knowing where we´re rowing,
Or which way the river´s flowing,
Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing?