Friggin' In The Riggin' Lyrics
The song Friggin' In The Riggin' is performed by Sex Pistols .
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It was on the good ship Venus
By Christ, ya shoulda seen us
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast, a mammoth penis
The Captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
Captain's name was Morgan
By Christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day sweet tunes he'd play
With his f**kin' 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 f**k all else to do
The second mate was Andy
By Christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock
For cumming in the brandy
The cabin boy was Flipper
He was a f**kin' nipper
He stuffed his a*s with broken gla*s
And circumcised the skipper
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
The Captain's wife was Mabel
To f**k, she wasn't able
So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits
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 her s*xual quarters
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f**k all else to do
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