The Captain's fore-arm like bunched-up rope
with A-N-I-T-A wrigglin' free on a skull'n'dagger
and a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor
etched into his upper...
O o o' Cabin Fever!
O o o' Cabin Fever!
Slams his fucken tin-dish down
Our Captain, takes time to crush
Some Bloo-Bottles glowin in his gruel
with a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush
Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag
and a morbid lump of Love in his flags.
Done is the Missing, now all that remain
Is to sail forever, upon the stain
O o Cabin Fever! O o o Cabin Fever!
O the rollin sea still rollin on!
She's everywhere! now that she's gone! Gone! Gone!
O Cabin Fever! O Cabin Fever!
Welcome to his table, Beloved-Unconscious
Raisin her host of hair from her crooks
and strugglin to summony one of her looks!
His arm now like coiled s-s-s-snakes
Whips all the bottles that he's drunken,
like crystal - skittles about the cabin,
of a ship they'd been sailing
with A-N-I-T-A wrigglin' free on a skull'n'dagger
and a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor
etched into his upper...
O o o' Cabin Fever!
O o o' Cabin Fever!
Slams his fucken tin-dish down
Our Captain, takes time to crush
Some Bloo-Bottles glowin in his gruel
with a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush
Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag
and a morbid lump of Love in his flags.
Done is the Missing, now all that remain
Is to sail forever, upon the stain
O o Cabin Fever! O o o Cabin Fever!
O the rollin sea still rollin on!
She's everywhere! now that she's gone! Gone! Gone!
O Cabin Fever! O Cabin Fever!
Welcome to his table, Beloved-Unconscious
Raisin her host of hair from her crooks
and strugglin to summony one of her looks!
His arm now like coiled s-s-s-snakes
Whips all the bottles that he's drunken,
like crystal - skittles about the cabin,
of a ship they'd been sailing
Als ich traurig an ihrer Seite sass Am Fenster durch die Scheibe sie streichelte ein Kaetzchen...
Sohn geh geh zum Wasser hinunter Und sehe wie die Frauen dort weinen Dann geh in die Berge hinauf Die Ma...
Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history baby Every time you come...
As I sat sadly by her side And the window through the glass She stroked the kitten in her lap...
Ich sah dich unten auf der Strasse gehen Ich rief von meinem Fenster aus aber du hoerte...
When you re sad and when you re lonely And you haven t got a friend Just remember that death is not...
It was back in 32 when times were hard He had a Colt 45 and a deck of cards Stagger Lee He wore rat drawn sho...
I got a blue bird a blue bird on my shoulder I got a blue bird a blue bird on my shoulder I saw her standing st...
It began when they come took me from my home And put me in Dead Row Of which I am nearly wholly innocent ...
Who ll build a box for Black Paul Ah m enquirin on behalf of his soul Ah d be beholdin to ya all For...
