| Drunk on rum what a bum
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| But the breeze fills up my sails
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| Cabin boys I annoy
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| Well they know how not to fail
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| Take 'em all one by one
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| Well a pervert must have fun
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| Give 'em wood it does 'em good
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| I know they could be my sons
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| You’re gonna be what you will be
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| And it is no good to fight
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| I don’t feel bad I don’t feel sad
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| I fuck them it’s my right
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| A callous sod some think I’m odd
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| But a man must have his fun
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| So I sigh to sea and sky
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| As my blood runs
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| When I die it will be hot
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| Destination Hell I got
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| Cabin boys they make me sin
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| I drown my guilt I am in
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| If you ask I feel shame
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| And my guilt causes pain
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| But though that guilt does try again
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| My lust does rise for pain
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| Then again I have my fun
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| And once again my evil comes
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| With that lash I them slash
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| Otherwise there’ll be no cash
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| Then I’ll be back on the deck
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| Fuck with me and you I’ll wreck
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| I’m the sadist with a lash
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| Cabin boys their backs I slash
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| Cat o’nine tails oh what fun
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| I know how to treat the scum
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| But now I am down below
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| And submission’s what they show
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| I too must have fun
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| So cabin boy your job is done
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| (Cabin Boys)
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| When your blood runs |