Your boat is called Apocalypse Dip a sail Those who regulate the head Bite their tail, bite their tail Maps are lost in hurricane of regress ♪ Your clothes frazzled, still you navigate With having your crew oppressed Pour some wine into your throat Stuff your guts a little more While your avarice accumulates The poor multiply hundredfold Your ship is called Capitalism Anchor down It runs for dear life on the wind
Of corruption Defective compass serves to your purpose ♪ But soon as sweat of sailors dries You'll hit the bottom and go ashore Pour some wine into your throat Stuff your guts a little more While your avarice accumulates The poor multiply hundredfold ♪ Make these oars never row Dip a sail ♪ Strike the masts, send the boat To the sand ♪ Make these oars never row Dip a sail