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The Auteurs - Dead Sea Navigators lyrics
Their legend lay in tatters From perth to john o'groats The dead sea navigators Should've been buried at birth And of course i loved them dearly And i miss them now they're gone The dea sea navigators Wished they'd had a son Even in their heyday No-one like them anyway Committed boozers 3 a.m. shivers This one goes out to those not with us John the barman and mickey green This one goes out to all the drinkers At the red lion And our friends, though they are few Angel, johnny, pain, keith charity This one's for you And what's left of your nerve will get you through From brighton down to eastbourne Sea sick sailors getting tough But the dead sea navigators Were made of stouter stuff Golden years, golden years No-one like them 'cept for us Season's ending , all night porters Thy honour defending with last orders All the sunbathers Staring at the sun This one goes out to the Invisible children - as yet unborn And our friends Though they are few Overcoat boys with more brains than brawn This one's for you And all that sail in the Deas sea navigators This one's for you |
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