Take care, beware, fire off a warning flare!
Radio dispatch, romantic mismatch, Coast Guard,
Right Guard, Come and help a retard
Battle the swelling waves from the Atlantic`s icy age,
`Cause there`s an enemy in sight,
And a communiqué sent scrambled (in the night)
It says, "B-4, I`m gonna wage a whole war,
I`ll C-2 it that your battleship is sunk way
Down or run aground.: Scrap heap, dead meat,
As the water rose he heard from down below...
All his boys say,
"It`s O.K.! We`ve got a tab at the bar
That we ain`t gonna pay.
You know we`re tough as nails
And we`re gonna stay that way!
FULL SPEED! AHEAD! Grab the wheel, use your head!
We`re gonna sail fast and
we`re gonna go real, go real far."
And what we`ve got is the unsinkable sub-plot
Of real life fiction taking on a mission-
Waterloo (Screw you!), WWII (Yeah!).
Now I know you think that at times it really stinks:
Booby-trapped love den, hanging out in Ho Chi Minh,
Midway, on the sea fighting off the Japanese
[Midway, NO WAY! Kamikaze, go away!]
(and she says)
"B-4 I`m gonna wage a whole war,
I`ll C-2 it that your battleship is sunk way down or run aground."
Scrap heap, dead meat, as the water rose
He heard from down below...
All his boys say,
"It`s O.K.! We`ve got a tab at the bar
That we ain`t gonna pay.
You know we`re tough as nails
And we`re gonna stay that way!
FULL SPEED! AHEAD! Grab the wheel, use your head!
We`re gonna sail fast and
we`re gonna go real, go real far."
As far as I know the whole damn crew is in the boiler room,
Puttin` on the pressure and holding it together,
I know they got my back, and I know they got yours, too!
And all his boys say, (Hell yeah!)
"It`s O.K.! We`ve got a tab at the bar
That we ain`t gonna pay.
You know we`re tough as nails
And we`re gonna stay that way!
FULL SPEED! AHEAD! Grab the wheel, use your head!
We`re gonna sail fast and
we`re gonna go real, go real far."
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