| (We'll drown him in his vices, we’ll hang him by his feet
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| Mutiny! |
| Mutiny!
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| We’ll feed his body to the sea…)
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| Well I’ve heard rumors that he’s lost his way
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| Locked in his cabin where he drinks all day
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| This ship, a coffin, we’ve come off course
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| Adrift! |
| Adrift, never to see the shore
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| Every vessel needs a crew, each crew needs a head
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| But we feel that this captain is better off dead
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| We’ll drown him in his vices, we’ll hang him by his feet
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| Mutiny! |
| Mutiny!
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| We’ll feed his body to the sea
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| But with no captain we will surely run aground
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| Splintered on the rocks where we’ll never be found
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| No message home, no chance to say our goodbyes
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| All because this captain could not swallow his pride
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| Let her feast on the captain who refused to lead
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| Mutiny!
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| We’ll drown him in his vices, hang him by his feet
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| Mutiny! |
| Mutiny!
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| We’ll feed his body to the sea
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| You can’t keep us down, don’t bother trying |