Slave-chained, half-naked, along for the ride
Catching flies with my eyes shut, my mouth's open wide
But I curse as the bugs bite, I spit with the tide -
Like to fly to the next world - it's just out of sight
I'm sick of the same scene, I'm tired of this road
Howling oaths at the cruel sea that creeps 'round my toes
And I'm thinking of you, my regret overflows;
But sleep softly my dear one cos you'll never know
I swear by the rings round the admiral's eyes
This albatross stings like a sword in my side
And this boat's going to sink and we're all gonna die...
But sleep softly my dear one, I'll keep it inside