In the town where I was born
Lived a man named Paul McCartney, oh so torn
And he told us of a tale that made us all quite green
About a sub that wasn't quite pristine

So we all jumped aboard that faulty submarine
Faulty submarine, faulty submarine
We set sail with dreams of the deep blue sea
But little did we know, it was our destiny

Five peeps died on a faulty submarine
Faulty submarine, faulty submarine
They met their fate on that fateful day
When the sub imploded, oh what a way!

It happened on Sir Paul's 81st birthday bash
The irony was quite a stinging lash
But the tale doesn't end with that sad scene
For history repeated, can you see what I mean?

The Titan sub aimed to view the Titanic's grave
But ignored the warnings about its structure, oh so grave
Just like the Titanic on its maiden journey long ago
The recklessness cost five more lives, a tragic echo

Five peeps died on a faulty submarine
Faulty submarine, faulty submarine
The Titan sub, a symbol of man's pride
Claimed more lives in the depths, the sea does hide

So let us remember these tales of woe
Of submarines that brought us sorrow and woe
May we learn from their mistakes and heed the signs
To keep our journeys safe, on land or brine

Five peeps died on a faulty submarine
Faulty submarine, faulty submarine
In memory of the lives lost, let us be keen
To navigate our paths, avoiding the faulty submarine