Peter Hammill
Ship of Fools (Live)
[Verse 1]
The captain's in a coma, the lieutenant's on a drunk;
The owner's in his cabin with his special friend, the monk;
The midget's on the bridge, dispensing platitudes and junk -
And those wild and special places
Those strange and dangerous places
Those sad, sweet faces
[Refrain]
It's a Ship of Fools
[Verse 2]
The nurse in black seamed stockings, she's already on patrol
For fake fur starlets panicked by the watering-hole;
Everybody's waiting for the drama to unfold
In those cold and treasured places
Those old and degenerate places;
Those posed, posed, empty faces
[Refrain]
It's a Ship of Fools
[Bridge]
Oh, run, rabbit, run, you're the only one that can do it;
Turn, baby, turn, there's a ring of fire
And you've got to go through it
Oh, fun, baby, fun, when the sands have run to the limit
Turn, baby, turn, there's a ring of fire and you're in it
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
Looking for logic and adventure down the dark end of the street
Open city, open season, open lips that gleam so sweet
They offer kisses like piranhas to the soft flesh of your feet
And any man's poison is every man's meat
In those mad and special places
Those sad and degenerate places
Those sad, sweet soul embraces
[Refrain]
It's a Ship of Fools
[Verse 4]
Oh, those strange and special places
Those wild and dangerous places
Those dead, dead, dead, dead, dead faces...
[Refrain]
It's a Ship of Fools
[Outro]
And there's no rules
There's no rules
There's no rules
There's no rules
[Instrumental]