My arms aching, back's breaking, legs aching neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck.
Flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides
Though the wind's steady strong with no clouds in the skies.
The ropes creaking, ship's leaking, sails are on fire,
And this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre.
We've got smiles on our faces, but we've seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store.
The back-stabbing, loot-nabbing plans behind doors
worked
moods
stabbing
journey
glaring
flown
steady
doors
before
thousand
flaring
bloody
clouds
depleting
faces
creaking
telling
leaking
plans
though
miles
wreck
ended
captain
breaking
nabbing
sight
strong
sides
aching
could
behind
paranoid
fight
ropes
ruddy
whole
skies
ready
smelling
smiles
store
stores
there
running
thorn
always
sails
throats
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