Oh, come on board
Our ship of fools
It's going down
A dark river
Oh, never mind
Blackwater fever
'Cause carnal knowledge
Will guide our way
Oh, what's the truth
To a sailor?
What's the war
To a missionary?
What's a drift
To the drifter?
What's a lie
To a madame?
Oh, come on board
Our ship of fools
It's going down
A dark river
Three thousand miles
Across the equator
Three thousand miles
Three thousand miles
Well, I have known
Many a rivers
Yet only one
Can make blood boil
What's the peacock
To a lion?
What's the rattlesnake
To the [?]
Yes, come on board
Our ship of fools
Down the dark river