Lyrics Drunken Sailor - Slow Gherkin

Drunken Sailor

What do you do with a drunken sailor?
What do you do with a fucked up flailer
Swabbing the deck and mopping up the boat
With a forty shoved halfway down his throat?
You were drunker (drunker), bolder (bolder)
Slobbering (slobbering) on your shoulder
Running all around, thinking that you’re vogue
Zack kicks back drinking a Rogue
Everybody’s layed back except for one
Chris starts yelling, «What the hell have I done?»
So Chris kicked you out, said, «You're too damn smashed.»
You drove that little Bug home--my God, you nearly crashed!
We should have helped you out, but instead we just laughed
Now I’ll take that crutch away from you
And break it right in half