Alas, Poor Yorik!
These songs can't be your friends for long
By and by the tides getting too strong
Find yourself up to heavens knee
Pulled back to hell by the sirens at sea
Say hello fare lady abode
Through her glass eye I can see my home
A little dingy up upon the shore
A barrel of rum better get me some more
The lads are jigging it down the line
Hey!
Said the old man sitting next to me
Yo ho!
I bet it looks like mighty fun
Aye!
My drawers were down and I was on the run
Argh!
These songs can't be your friends for long
By and by the tides getting too strong
Find yourself up to heavens knee
Pulled back to hell by the sirens at sea
Say hello fare lady abode
Through her glass eye I can see my home
A little dingy up upon the shore
A barrel of rum better get me some more
Alas, a lassie, a fervent court for thee
But a drink is a drink is a drink is a drink
A drink be right for me
Sharing tales of scars and veils
From lands Well and free
Oh a drink is a drink is a drink is a drink
A drink be right for me
So tell your sweet you love her, her hand you'll never quit
Cause soon you'll with brothers
Sifting through the shit
Alas, poor Yorik! A man of infinite jest
I knew fellows, who bellow, the poison with the best
So I socked him one, right in the eye, and he stumbled to the sea
Cause a drink is a drink is a drink is a drink
A drink be right for me
So tell your sweet you love her, her hand you'll never quit
Cause soon you'll be in gutters
Sifting through the shit
By and by the tides getting too strong
Find yourself up to heavens knee
Pulled back to hell by the sirens at sea
Say hello fare lady abode
Through her glass eye I can see my home
A little dingy up upon the shore
A barrel of rum better get me some more
The lads are jigging it down the line
Hey!
Said the old man sitting next to me
Yo ho!
I bet it looks like mighty fun
Aye!
My drawers were down and I was on the run
Argh!
These songs can't be your friends for long
By and by the tides getting too strong
Find yourself up to heavens knee
Pulled back to hell by the sirens at sea
Say hello fare lady abode
Through her glass eye I can see my home
A little dingy up upon the shore
A barrel of rum better get me some more
Alas, a lassie, a fervent court for thee
But a drink is a drink is a drink is a drink
A drink be right for me
Sharing tales of scars and veils
From lands Well and free
Oh a drink is a drink is a drink is a drink
A drink be right for me
So tell your sweet you love her, her hand you'll never quit
Cause soon you'll with brothers
Sifting through the shit
Alas, poor Yorik! A man of infinite jest
I knew fellows, who bellow, the poison with the best
So I socked him one, right in the eye, and he stumbled to the sea
Cause a drink is a drink is a drink is a drink
A drink be right for me
So tell your sweet you love her, her hand you'll never quit
Cause soon you'll be in gutters
Sifting through the shit
Credits
Writer(s): Z Staehling
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