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Yohoho
And a bottle of rum
I'm in the gutter
But I've got the gun
16 men on a
Dead man's chest
A little lead
For a little rest
Go slow
On the torture-show
Go slow
Yohoho
Here's the fun
You get to go
I get to come
Six bold strokes
And no new jokes
The lost and found's
Your only hope
One's for shit
And one's for shame
And one's for shame
And now the hurt
Fans the 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 leather glove
Answered dreams
Straight from above
One's for shit
And one's for shame
And one's for shame
And now the hurt
Fans the 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
On the torture-show
Go slow
Always down
Yohoho
And a bottle of rum
16 men on a
Dead man's chest
Go slow
On the torture-show
You can be the kapt'n
As we're tumbling
Go slow
On the torture-show
You can be the kapt'n
As we're tumbling
Always down
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