Ships
My love is a rusty razor,
Shaving the belly of a drunken sailor,
Lucky he’s not walking down the plank.
Shanghai’d down in Guatemala,
Sucking on the tit of a dark skin mama,
Oh that milk, no man should ever drink.
Halfway on a ferryboat crossin’,
Waters wash, turning and tossin’,
At a loss for land on either side,
Sideway stabbin’, safehouse crackin’
Sieging the town, before it’s sackin’,
Carrying off the spoils of war.
YO HO HO, HEAVE HO HEAVE HO
Loose lips, tight hips,
Sink ships that won’t float right.
Well I’m hit,
Believe it,
My ship just won’t float right.
My love is like a rusty razor,
I feel like i’m sittin in the belly of a whale,
Pondering the moral of this fable.
Told to me by a church mouse squeaking
About how the roof was leaking,
Asking me how the Misses has been.
My girl is a pitchfork wielding,
Hunter on the back of a chestnut gelding,
Oh sometimes she takes it all too hard.
Oh my love is like a rusty razor,
Cutting through the belly of a humpback whale,
Oh this salty air is turning me on.
YO HO HO, HEAVE HO HEAVE HO
Loose lips, tight hips, sink ships
Like mine each night.
I’m hit,
Believe it,
Two ships pass in the night.
WAYYYYY HEYYYYYY AND UP SHE RISES, WAYYYYYY HEYYYYY AND UP SHE RISES,
WAYYYY HEYYYYYY AND UP SHE RISES EARLYE IN THE MORNING!!!!
April 24th, 2007
Trevor sang a solo version of SHIPS at the legendary Ashkenaz performance 4-5-07.
http://www.archive.org/downloa.....05_vbr.mp3