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[fantome profane]

Don't haul on the ropes
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailin' ship, it might be your last
Just get your civvies a'ready
For another round ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor ain't a sailor anymore

With only fear and good judgement
Holding us back
We sailed out on the Northern Sea
With a boat load of crazy people
Including the shotgun and me

Does somebody know how to drive this thing
Yelled the captain as he fell to his knees
I think I mighta had a little too much today
Take me to my cabin, please

Cruisin' on a sardine boat
Loaded with crazy people
And we shall be the Santa Maria
Looking for a brave new world

 

[Storm]

Oh, our schooner and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie
They are already rigged to be bound for the ice
All you lads of the Southern we will have you to beware
She is going to the ice in the Spring of the year

 

[9-10ths_Penguin]

Oh, our schooner and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie
They are already rigged to be bound for the ice
All you lads of the Southern we will have you to beware
She is going to the ice in the Spring of the year

But that's all behind us now - a thousand miles away. And nothing can match the beauty in the sight of Gaspe.

There's salt on your naked skin and there's salt in my tears, and without you I'd pass away under these privateers.

But that baby inside you is the work of our hand: a child of the revolution and a free thinking man.

 

[fantome profane]

But that's all behind us now - a thousand miles away. And nothing can match the beauty in the sight of Gaspe.

There's salt on your naked skin and there's salt in my tears, and without you I'd pass away under these privateers.

But that baby inside you is the work of our hand: a child of the revolution and a free thinking man.

You say you want a revolution well you know
we all want to change the world.
You tell me that it's evolution well you know
We all want to change the world.

 

[Storm]

Tonight, we're the sea and the salty breeze
The milk from your breast is on my lips
In love lay your words from your mouth to me
When salty my sweat and fingertips

Our hands they seek the end of afternoon
My hands believe and move over you

Tonight, we're the sea and the rhythm there
The waves and the wind and night is black
Tonight we're the scent of your long black hair
Spread out like your breath across my back

Your hands they move like waves over me
Beneath the moon, tonight, we're the sea

 

[9-10ths_Penguin]

You say you want a revolution well you know
we all want to change the world.
You tell me that it's evolution well you know
We all want to change the world.

I know everything sucks and this is going to be the last time you hear me complain.

 

[9-10ths_Penguin]

Tonight, we're the sea and the salty breeze
The milk from your breast is on my lips
In love lay your words from your mouth to me
When salty my sweat and fingertips

Our hands they seek the end of afternoon
My hands believe and move over you

Tonight, we're the sea and the rhythm there
The waves and the wind and night is black
Tonight we're the scent of your long black hair
Spread out like your breath across my back

Your hands they move like waves over me
Beneath the moon, tonight, we're the sea

But then one day she swam away, so I sang to the clams and the whales.

Oh, how I miss her seaweed hair and the silver shine of her scales... but then her sister, she swam by and set my heart awhirl, 'cause her upper part was an ugly fish, but her bottom part was a girl!

Yes her hair was green as seaweed, her skin was blue and pale, her legs they are a work of art. I loved that girl with all my heart and I don't give a damn about the upper part, 'cause that's how I get my tail!

 

[Storm]

But then one day she swam away, so I sang to the clams and the whales.

Oh, how I miss her seaweed hair and the silver shine of her scales... but then her sister, she swam by and set my heart awhirl, 'cause her upper part was an ugly fish, but her bottom part was a girl!

Yes her hair was green as seaweed, her skin was blue and pale, her legs they are a work of art. I loved that girl with all my heart and I don't give a damn about the upper part, 'cause that's how I get my tail!

GBS FTW!!!!!!!!!

She's graceful and she's charming like the lillies on the vine

 

[fantome profane]

I know everything sucks and this is going to be the last time you hear me complain.

It's not a complaint you hear tonight
It's not the laughter of someone who claims to have seen the light
it's a cold and it's a very broken
Hallelujah

 

[Quagmire]

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness

 

[Mr Cheese]

Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key


What is wrong with me
what is what i need
What is wrong with me
what is what i need
What do I think i think

What is wrong with me
what is what i need
What is wrong with me
what is what i need
What do I think i think

 

[Storm]

This time I know you're not the answer to my prayers
'Cause I have grown with each disappointmen through the years
But as bad as I am,
I'm still here

 

[9-10ths_Penguin]

Well, I never thought it would end like this
Just because I've got no tits
I'd shave my legs, I'd wear a bra
I'd even cut my penis off for you.

 

[dust1n]

There's no wrong way to **** a girl with no legs, just tell her you love as she's crawling away.
There's no wrong way to **** a ***** with no faith, so we'll never be sad again.

 

[Kathryn]

I bought these new heels,did my nails
Had my hair done just right
I thought this new dress was a sure bet
For romance tonight
Well it's perfectly clear,between the TV and beer
I won't get so much as a kiss
As I head for the door I turn around to be sure
Did I shave my legs for this?
Darlin did I shave my legs for this?

 

[dust1n]

Why do you build me buttercup?

 

[Storm]

Our love is like a storybook story
But it's as real as the feelings I feel

 

[Storm]

Thread necromancy, wooooooooooooooo!


In this beautiful life
There's always some sorrow
And it's a double-edged knife
But there's always tomorrow

 

[9-10ths_Penguin]

You'll have to excuse me; I'm not at my best. I've been gone for a week; I've been drunk since I left.

These so-called vacations will soon be my death. I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest.

 

[Storm]

'Cause the old black rum's got a hold of me
Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg