See the storm comin' in, a cold front, a tail wind Somebody take the wheel and steer us off the rocks again I can hear the sirens call in the darkness, seein' nothin at all Maybe there's trouble, but nothin can touch our kin
Good times-never fear the reaper Hard times- we dig a little deeper High tides are never gonna keep us down, down, down
Say goodbye to the town, got no sorrows to drown Guess we're all goin' down with the ship Ain't no fair-weather friends, we're all mates till the end Guess we're all goin' down with the ship
No map or course to chart, lost souls with vagabond hearts Gotta roll the bones, ol' Davy Jones is waitin' There's a break in the sky, raise up our freak flag high Ain't in it for treatures, livin' on our reputation
Good times-never fear the reaper Hard times- we go a little deeper High tides are never gonna keep us down, down, down
Say goodbye to the town, got no sorrows to drown Guess we're all goin' down with the ship Ain't no fair-weather friends, we're all mates till the end Guess we're all goin' down with the ship
We're ragin' 'cross the waters, this life is all we know We leave our sons and daughters Kiss 'em, miss 'em, we got to go...
Say goodbye to the town, got no sorrows to drown Guess we're all goin' down with the ship Ain't no fair-weather friends, we're all mates till the end Guess we're all goin' down with the shipTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
