We are one and thirty strong
And read them before I sleep
And then he says with a wink
We eat fish heads and snails
We'll be there before long
I can feel it in the air
"Sometimes I think I've been doing this forever"
I keep books under my pillow
That the captain says he's seen
The mate jumps up, throws down a line
Strange places I go to
To man overboard for the ninetieth time
We are going to Paris
Insane
As the storm gathers slowly
We are going to Paris
There are signs in the sky at night
We are going to Paris
In a ship called The Marlene
Strange companies I keep
The wind howls cold like a man insane
