|
Chumbawamba - Salt Fare, North Sea lyrics
Salt fare, North Sea (repeats) Roll on, roll off With these words I drown Topmast secured Hatches battened down Sometimes I think It must be different on land But from the mast I can only see tyrants Still in command Fish and Chip supper Battered, no bones Hung, drawn and quoted And drifting alone One thousand lashes For the Age of Reason Salt for your wounds When the cod's in season Salt fare, North Sea (repeats) We reach the horizon And sail over the edge Drunk on our memories More sober than a judge I'm wasting time That I can't afford I know I'd die on the gallows Before I'd die of being bored Drifting along, drifting along (repeats) Salt fare, North Sea (repeats) |
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 Time on Earth by Crowded House |
 Call Me Irresponsible by Michael Buble |
![Pleyel [live]](http://www.thelyricarchive.com/img/pic/8501-9000/8878/album-83986) Pleyel [live] by France Gall |
 The Massacre by 50 Cent |
 Good Girl Gone Bad by Rihanna |
