Yohoho

Yohoho and a bottle of rum
Well I’m in the gutter and I’ve got the gun
I’ve got 16 men on a dead man’s chest
I need a little lead for a little rest
So go slow
On the torture-show
Go slow
I said yohoho here’s the fun
You get to go and I get to come
I’ve got six bold strokes and no new jokes
The lost & found is your only hope
And I said one’s for shit and one’s for shame
Now your hurt can fan my flame
Pull me in drag me down
You can be the Kapt’n as we’re tumbling always down
Go slow
On the torture-show
Go slow
Always down
Fear not what you can’t see
The pulse the pain the ecstasy
A hollow space an empty grave
The best laid plans are meant to fade
Here’s the lard in a leather glove
Answered dreams straight from above
And I said one’s for shit and one’s for shame
Now your hurt will fan my flame
Pull me in drag me down
You can be the Kapt’n as we’re tumbling always down
Go slow
On the torture-show
Go slow
Always down
Go slow
Go slow
Always down
Go slow
On the torture-show
Go slow
Always down
Oh yohoho and a bottle of rum
I said 16 men on a dead man’s chest
I need a little lead for a little rest
So go slow
On the torture-show
Go slow
You can be the Kapt’n as we’re tumbling
Go slow
On the torture-show
Go slow
You can be the Kapt’n as we’re tumbling always down