This Ship, A Coffin

(We'll drown him in his vices, we'll hang him by his feet
Mutiny! Mutiny!
We'll feed his body to the sea...)

Well I've heard rumors that he's lost his way
Locked in his cabin where he drinks all day
This ship, a coffin, we've come off course
Adrift! Adrift, never to see the shore

Every vessel needs a crew, each crew needs a head
But we feel that this captain is better off dead

We'll drown him in his vices, we'll hang him by his feet
Mutiny! Mutiny!
We'll feed his body to the sea

But with no captain we will surely run aground
Splintered on the rocks where we'll never be found

No message home, no chance to say our goodbyes
All because this captain could not swallow his pride
Let her feast on the captain who refused to lead
Mutiny!

We'll drown him in his vices, hang him by his feet
Mutiny! Mutiny!
We'll feed his body to the sea

You can't keep us down, don't bother trying.