Cabin Fever!

The captain's arm like the bunched-up rope
And Anita wriggling free on a skull and dagger
And a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor
Etched into his upper

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, cabin fever
Oh, oh, oh cabin fever

Slams his fucking tin-dish down
Our captain takes time to crush
Some bloo-bottles glowin' in his gruel
With a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush
Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag
And a morbid lump of love in his flags
Oh, done is the kissing, all that remain
To sail forever, upon the stain (stain, stain)

Oh, oh, cabin fever
Oh, oh, oh cabin fever

Right
Cabin fever
Cabin fever

The captains free-hand is a cleaver
He rations his beard, and he fashions his jerky
And he carves his peg outta the finest of mahogany
Yeah, yeah
Or was it ebony? It was ebony
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Tallies up his loneliness, notch by notch
'Cause the sea offers nothing for him to hold or touch
Oh, notch by notch, winter by winter
Notch by notch, winter by winter
Notch by notch, winter by winter
Notch by notch, winter by winter
Notch by notch, winter by winter
Notch by notch, winter by winter
Notch by notch, winter by winter
Notch by notch, winter by winter
Winter by winter, winter by winter
Now the captain's peg is whittled, right down to a splinter

Oh, oh, cabin fever
Oh, oh, oh cabin fever
Oh, the rolling sea keeps rolling on
Oh, the rolling sea keeps rolling on
She's everywhere now that she's gone
She's everywhere now that she's gone, gone, gone
Oh, cabin fever

Welcome to the table his beloved-unconscious
Raising her nest of hair from her crooks
She's trying to summon up one of her looks
His arm now like coiled s-s-s-snakes
(Snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes)
Whips, whips all the bottles that he's drunken
Of the cabin they'd been sailing
Of the ship they'd been sailing
Of the ship they'd been sailing

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (cabin fever)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Five years sunken
Oh, five years sunken