Fletcher Christian, he found him a cave On the northern tip of the island It was sort of a privacy place When he'd go there nobody could find him Humiliation was imminent He'd rather die than be sent back to England From this height he'd conduct his last fight Should a ship be sent in to pursue them Fletcher Christian, he found him a cave, And he'd go there to be alone Up a narrow and dangerous path to his mountainside cavern obsession He'd paint a picture, he'd comb his hair Anything to relieve his depression "Let history witness my honor is tossed And my men are all lost by extension." Fletcher Christian, he'd go to his cave when he needed to be alone In a cage in a cave In a cage in a cave Oh, it's next to the water Oh yeah, he's Thursday's father Guess what his defense is? He's built himself a barricade of logs Sick of the backbiting And all the in-fighting Each sailor, he wants his own way If the island is his kingdom Where is all his freedom? Tahitian women are not all they say To fits of melancholy, he was increasingly prone In thinking back on what he'd done, he should have known That left to their own devices This kind of rabble would kill for a wife and He knew why Captain Bligh had gone off the deep end When they'd sent him back home Fletcher Christian, he found him a cave and he'd go there to be alone In a cage in a cave In a cage in a cave In a cage in a cave