Friggin' In The Riggin'

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 he'd stop and 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' nigger 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 was not 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 'er s*xual quarters Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was f**k all else to do