This Ship, a Coffin

(We'll drown him in his vices, we'll hang him by his feet

Mutiny! Mutiny!

We'll feed his body to the sea...)



Well I've heard rumors that he's lost his way

Locked in his cabin where he drinks all day

This ship, a coffin, we've come off course

Adrift! Adrift, never to see the shore



Every vessel needs a crew, each crew needs a head

But we feel that this captain is better off dead



We'll drown him in his vices, we'll hang him by his feet

Mutiny! Mutiny!

We'll feed his body to the sea



But with no captain we will surely run	 aground

Splintered on the rocks where we'll never be found



No message home, no chance to say our goodbyes

All because this captain could not swallow his pride

Let her feast on the captain who refused to lead

Mutiny!



We'll drown him in his vices, hang him by his feet

Mutiny! Mutiny!

We'll feed his body to the sea



You can't keep us down, don't bother trying.