| Look at the ocean go rolling by slowly
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| We’re on the waves and it’s ever so lonely
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| How very strange that I think that there’s something wrong
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| Captain’s Log, the first of June
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| Have run into a bad monsoon
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| I’m 54, I’ve sailed before
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| This is not the sea, it’s war
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| Grab the rigging, man the sail
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| Secure the hatches start to bail
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| I do not think we will survive
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| I do not think we will survive
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| Cloud in the distance appeared like a mushroom
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| Then came the heat and the rage of the ocean
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| We’re going down and I don’t think I’d rather stay
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| Captain’s Log, the first of June
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| Have run into a bad monsoon
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| I’m 54, I’ve sailed before
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| This is not the sea, it’s war
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| And to those who cause the pain
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| I only hope you will remain
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| I’m going down with what was good
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| I wouldn’t stay if I could |