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My arm's aching, back's breaking, legs aching neckAnd this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck.We've flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides,though the wind's steady strong with no clouds in the skies.The ropes creaking, ship's leaking, sails are on fire,and this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre.We've got smiles on our faces, but we've seen this beforeNo telling just now what we have in store.The back-stabbing, loot-nabbing plans behind doorsRunning low on the rum and they're bleeding our storesCan't tell who's on our side and who's ready to flipWhen we hit the next port the whole crew could jump ship.With the moods flaring, crew's glaring, cutthroats the lotWith a paranoid captain always smelling a plotWe've worked hard on this journey but there's no end is sight,And before it's all ended there could be a fight.My arm's aching, back's breaking, legs aching neckAnd this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck.We've flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides,though the wind's steady strong with no clouds in the skies.The ropes creaking, ship's leaking, sails are on fire,and this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre.We've got smiles on our faces, but we've seen this beforeNo telling just now what we have in store. From Letras Mania