Spy! shouted the crew, Lets string him up Wise off to the captain, now wheres my coffee cup? And its been an adventurous day The ship floats, but it wont float away Lets us stay
Don your favorite costume, here we go Belt a song from your lungs real long and slow And youre doing a wonderful job Shaping up with a competent mob Its your job
Its as long as wide and just beginning Been around for eons just like me Grab your money and lets go for all the winnings Cast your soul into the jagged sea Its the number on your head Now youre dead
Stuff you down the barrel of a cannon Let you see the world as something to see Take you to the corners of the playground Let you watch the traffic through the trees Its the number on your head Now youre dead
And well run as the war trumpet blows And the judge with the list of no-showsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
