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Chumbawamba - Salt fare North sea lyrics

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"Slat fare, North sea"

Roll on, roll off

With these words I drown

Topmast secured

Hatches battened down

Sometimes I think

It must be different on land

But from the mast I can only see tyrants

Still in command



"Salt fare, North Sea"

Fish & Chip supper 

Battered, no bones

Hung, drawn and quoted

And drifting alone

One thousand lashes

For the Age of Reason

Salt for your wounds

When the cod抯 in season



"Salt fare, North sea"

We reach the horizon

And sail over the edge

Drunk on our memories

More sober than a judge

I抦 wasting time 

That I can抰 afford - 

I know I抎 die on the gallows

Before I抎 die of being bored



"Salt fare, North Sea"
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