Part I: First Mate
I walk hand in hand with you
Like insanity with straight jackets
Girlish screech in every dream
I forgot how to speak
But you can do it for me
Those blond whips only hurt my mind
Not that it produces original thoughts
Except for the overboard urge
To frolic in the sharks' stomachs
To die in this ocean I cried
Part II: STDistress Signal
I would love to see your brain
Splattered all over the deck
Part III: Mutiny
They say cheater's never win
Yet you still stand tall
I find it so hard to care
You're with the seagulls now
Aimless floating like fish guts
My name cursed in the sea breeze
Say what you will, glorious cunt
Slander is more pleasant than slavery
And only the lemmings truly believe
In you and your childish misnomers
I am on free land now
Watching you drown in green goo
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