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It was on the good ship Venus
By Christ, ya shoulda seen us
The figurehead was a wh*re in bed
And the mast, a mammoth penis
The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bug*er
He wasn't fit to shovel s**t
From one place to another
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fk all else to do
Captain's name was Morgan
By Christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day he'd stop and play
With his fkin' organ
The first mate's name was Cooper
By Christ he was a trooper.
He jerked and jerked until he worked
Himself into a stupor
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fk all else to do
The second mate was Andy
By Christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his c*ck on a jagged rock
For in the brandy
The cabin boy was Flipper
He was a fkin' nigg*r
He stuffed his as* with broken glass
And circumcised the skipper
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fk all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fk all else to do
The Captain's wife was Mabel
To fk she was not able
So the dirty , they nailed her t*ts
Across the barroom table
The Captain had a daughter
Who fell in deep sea water
And by her squeals we knew the eels
Had found 'er sexual quarters
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fk all else to do