Текст (слова) песни: Chumbawamba - Salt fare North sea
"Slat fare, North sea" Roll on, roll off With these words I drown Topmast secured Hatches battened down Sometimes I think It must be different on land But from the mast I can only see tyrants Still in command
"Salt fare, North Sea" Fish & Chip supper Battered, no bones Hung, drawn and quoted And drifting alone One thousand lashes For the Age of Reason Salt for your wounds When the codжЉЇ in season
"Salt fare, North sea" We reach the horizon And sail over the edge Drunk on our memories More sober than a judge IжЉ¦ wasting time That I canжЉ° afford - I know IжЉЋ die on the gallows Before IжЉЋ die of being bored
"Salt fare, North Sea"
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