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"A Salty Dog Lyrics"
Vainglorious Lyrics
Rock it up baby get ready to fight Get ready to light up the whole damn night Jupiter
Rock it up baby get ready to fight Get ready to light up the whole damn night Jupiter
A Salty Dog" by Procol Harum
lyrics by Keith Reid
"All hands on deck! We've run afloat!"
I heard the captain cry
"Explore the ship! Replace the cook!
Let no one leave alive!"
Across
Metalhead Lyrics
[Byford/Quinn/Scarrattt/Carter] You only fool yourself if you think we are alone
the straits, around the horn
How far can sailors fly?
A twisted path, our tortured course
And no one left alive
We sailed for parts unknown to man
Where ships come home to die
No lofty peak, nor fortr
Could match our captain's eye
Upon the seventh sea-sick day
We made our port of call
A sand so white, and sea so blue
No mortal place at all
We fired the guns and burned the mast
And ro
The captain cried, we sailors wept
Our tears were tears of joy
Now many moons and many Junes
Have passed since we made land
Salty Dog, the seaman's log
Your witness in my own hand
[Byford/Quinn/Scarrattt/Carter] You only fool yourself if you think we are alone
the straits, around the horn
How far can sailors fly?
A twisted path, our tortured course
And no one left alive
We sailed for parts unknown to man
Where ships come home to die
No lofty peak, nor fortr
Give It To Us Lyrics
Sooner or later you'll get tired while we wait for the bomb closer and closer Give it to us
ss boldSooner or later you'll get tired while we wait for the bomb closer and closer Give it to us
Could match our captain's eye
Upon the seventh sea-sick day
We made our port of call
A sand so white, and sea so blue
No mortal place at all
We fired the guns and burned the mast
And ro
Sleeping at the Wheel Lyrics
Through the window Just a wall Shapes are forming Blackbirds call Early morning spirits
ed from ship to shoreThrough the window Just a wall Shapes are forming Blackbirds call Early morning spirits
The captain cried, we sailors wept
Our tears were tears of joy
Now many moons and many Junes
Have passed since we made land
Salty Dog, the seaman's log
Your witness in my own hand