There’s no such thing, as a helping hand,
when there’s no such thing as pay,
there’s no such thing, as a happy land,
when clowns rule the day!
Let them sail the seven seas,
to make some sinking memories!
On a Ghost ship,
they’ve got no heading, no sense in treading,
on a Ghost ship,
without moral compass, drop dead Columbus!
There’s such a thing, as ruling waves,
when the plot is overgrown,
there’s such a thing, as manly craves,
to think they overthrow!
Let them sail the seven seas,
to make some sinking memories!
On a Ghost ship,
they’ve got no heading, no sense in treading,
on a Ghost ship,
without moral compass, drop dead Columbus!
Row, row, row, nowhere to go!
Row, row, row, gravity’s in tow!
Row, row, row, all they do is owe!
Row, row, row, nowhere to go!
There’s no such thing, as right and wrong,
just write: copy and paste,
there’s such a thing, as weak and strong,
everyone’s kept in place!
Let us sail the seven seas,
to make some sinking memories!
On a Ghost ship,
we’ve got no heading, no sense in treading,
on a Ghost ship,
without moral compass, drop dead Columbus!
Row, row, row, nowhere to go!
Row, row, row, gravity’s in tow!
Row, row, row, all we do is owe!
Row, row, row, nowhere to go!