Letra
Ver letra con acordes
[Verse 1]
N.C.
My arms aching, back s breaking, legs aching, neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck
We ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides
Though the wind s steady, strong with no clouds in the skies
[Verse 2]
The ropes creaking, ship s leaking, sails are on fire
And this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre
Crew s got smiles on their faces, but we ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store
[Verse 3]
The back-stabbing, loot-nabbing plans behind doors
Running low on the rum and depleting our stores
Can t tell who s on our side and who s ready to flip
When we hit the next port the whole crew could jump ship
[Verse 4]
With the moods flaring, crew s glaring, cut-throats the lot
With a paranoid captain always smelling a plot
We ve worked hard on this journey, but there s no land in sight
And before it s all ended there could be a fight
[Verse 5]
My arms aching, back s breaking, legs aching, neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck
We ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides
Though the wind s steady, strong with no clouds in the skies
[Verse 6]
The ropes creaking, ship s leaking, sails are on fire
And this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre
Crew s got smiles on their faces, but we ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store
N.C.
My arms aching, back s breaking, legs aching, neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck
We ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides
Though the wind s steady, strong with no clouds in the skies
[Verse 2]
The ropes creaking, ship s leaking, sails are on fire
And this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre
Crew s got smiles on their faces, but we ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store
[Verse 3]
The back-stabbing, loot-nabbing plans behind doors
Running low on the rum and depleting our stores
Can t tell who s on our side and who s ready to flip
When we hit the next port the whole crew could jump ship
[Verse 4]
With the moods flaring, crew s glaring, cut-throats the lot
With a paranoid captain always smelling a plot
We ve worked hard on this journey, but there s no land in sight
And before it s all ended there could be a fight
[Verse 5]
My arms aching, back s breaking, legs aching, neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck
We ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides
Though the wind s steady, strong with no clouds in the skies
[Verse 6]
The ropes creaking, ship s leaking, sails are on fire
And this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre
Crew s got smiles on their faces, but we ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store