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Cabin Fever!
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The Captain's arm like bunched-up rope And Anita wrigglin' free on a skull and dagger And a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor Etched into his upper... Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh cabin fever Oh, oh, oh cabin ever Slams his fuckin' tin-dish down Our Captain, takes time to crush Some Bloo-Bottles glowin' in his gruel With a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag And a morbid lump of love in his flags Done is the kissing, now all that remain Is to sail forever, upon the stain Stain Oh, oh cabin fever Oh, oh, oh Cabin fever Right Cabin fever, cabin fever The captain's free hand is a cleaver Which he fashions his beard, n' he rations his jerkey And carves his peg outta the finest mahagony Or was it Ebony? Tallies up his loneliness Notch by notch 'Cause the sea offers nothin' for him to hold or touch Notch by notch Winter by winter, notch by notch Winter by winter, notch by notch


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