Peter Hammill
Ship of Fools
[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 -
Those wild and special places
Those strange and dangerous places
Those wild, wild old places

[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]
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
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
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 desperate places
Those sad, sweet soul embraces

[Refrain]
It's a Ship of Fools

[Verse 4]
Those wild and special places
Those strange and dangerous places
Those dead, dead, dead faces...

[Refrain]
It's a Ship of Fools

[Outro]
No rules
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