Song parody of
The Last of the Great Navigators
by The Bluetones
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I float in a boat on a river
Leading a simple life
These are the tools that I'm given
The compass line and knife
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
Follow the stars to wherever
Moon turn the tides away
I sleep in the arms of forever
Drifting out into the bay
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there in a hole
I believe there's something good around the corner
I received a premonition
Coasting out towards the sea, the water's warmer
All my dreams come to fruition
The last of the great navigators
They ruled with no fixed address
Alone in the song to the siren
And the devil make done for the rest
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there in a hole to rot away
I float in a boat on a river
Leading a simple life
These are the tools that I'm given
The compass line and knife
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
Follow the stars to wherever
Moon turn the tides away
I sleep in the arms of forever
Drifting out into the bay
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there in a hole
I believe there's something good around the corner
I received a premonition
Coasting out towards the sea, the water's warmer
All my dreams come to fruition
The last of the great navigators
They ruled with no fixed address
Alone in the song to the siren
And the devil make done for the rest
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there to go rotten
One at a time the old crimes are forgotten
Buried in lime and left there in a hole to rot away
