Cabin Fever!

The captain's arm like the bunched-up rope And Anita wriggling free on a skull and dagger And a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor Etched into his upper Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, cabin fever Oh, oh, oh cabin fever Slams his fucking tin-dish down Our captain takes time to crush Some bloo-bottles glowin' in his gruel With a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag And a morbid lump of love in his flags Oh, done is the kissing, all that remain To sail forever, upon the stain (stain, stain) Oh, oh, cabin fever Oh, oh, oh cabin fever Right Cabin fever Cabin fever The captains free-hand is a cleaver He rations his beard, and he fashions his jerky And he carves his peg outta the finest of mahogany Yeah, yeah Or was it ebony? It was ebony Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Tallies up his loneliness, notch by notch 'Cause the sea offers nothing for him to hold or touch Oh, notch by notch, winter by winter Notch by notch, winter by winter Notch by notch, winter by winter Notch by notch, winter by winter Notch by notch, winter by winter Notch by notch, winter by winter Notch by notch, winter by winter Notch by notch, winter by winter Winter by winter, winter by winter Now the captain's peg is whittled, right down to a splinter Oh, oh, cabin fever Oh, oh, oh cabin fever Oh, the rolling sea keeps rolling on Oh, the rolling sea keeps rolling on She's everywhere now that she's gone She's everywhere now that she's gone, gone, gone Oh, cabin fever Welcome to the table his beloved-unconscious Raising her nest of hair from her crooks She's trying to summon up one of her looks His arm now like coiled s-s-s-snakes (Snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes) Whips, whips all the bottles that he's drunken Of the cabin they'd been sailing Of the ship they'd been sailing Of the ship they'd been sailing Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (cabin fever) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Five years sunken Oh, five years sunken