Has Anybody Seen Our Ship

«What shall we do with the drunken sailor?»
So the saying goes
We’re not tight, but we’re none too bright
Great Scott, I don’t suppose
We’ve lost our way
And we’ve lost our pay
And to make the thing complete
We’ve been and gone and lost the blooming fleet
Has anybody seen our ship
The H.M.S. Peculiar?
We’ve been on shore
For a month or more
And when we see the captain we shall get what for
Heave ho, me hearties
Sing glory hallelujah
A lady bold as she could be
Pinched our whistles at the Golden Key
Now we’re in between the devil and the deep blue sea
Has anybody seen our ship?
What shall be done with the girls on shore
Who lead our tars astray?
What’s to be done with the drunks galore
That make them pass away?
We’ve got wet ears
From our first five beers
After that we lost control
And now we find we’re up the blinking pole
Has anybody seen our ship
The H.M.S. Disgusting?
We’ve three guns aft and another fore
And they’ve promised us a funnel for the next world war
Heave ho, me hearties
The quarter-deck needs dusting
We had a binge last Christmas year
Nice plum pudding and a round of beer
But the captain pulled his cracker and we cried, «Oh, dear!»
Has anybody seen our ship?
Has anybody seen our ship
The H.M.S. Suggestive?
She sailed away
Across the bay
And we haven’t had a smell of her since New Year’s Day
Heave ho, me hearties
We’re getting rather restive
We pooled our money, spent the lot
The world forgetting by the world forgot
Now we haven’t got a penny for the you know what
Has anybody seen our ship