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Ghost Ship

from Fegh Maha by Tripod

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lyrics

See the lonely township,
Peacefully sleeping,
The sun hides once again behind the sea,
Most are simply dreaming,
Of angel kisses

(kissing noises)

Butterflys

(screetching noise)

But sinners can't escape so easily

The murderers, the thieves and the fruadulant
The overweight, the working class, the foreigners
They all must beware, for whats that looming there?
An evil spectre on the sea

Wow ghost ship
Ghost Ship
Ghost ship, coming to get them
Ghost Ship, sinners beware
Ghost Ship, ain't no escaping
The ghost ship coming there

(high pitched toot-toot)

Scod:
What was that?

Yon:
It was the ghost ship
(does toot-toot noise again)

Scod:
No man its got to be really scary.

(Yon does a deeper toot-toot)

Scod:
No really disturbing.

Yon:
Oh... milky discharge

Scod and Gatesy:
Ewww... yeah thats better

Its masts are made of piled up skulls
its deck is made of human nuts
its sails are made of sailor skins
its guts are made of... well guts

Its a feat of engineering

I wonder who built it
I wonder who built it too

Gatesy:
Out in the night
Under the ocean stars
I was standing with my baby on the boardwalk
And the ghost ship was there

I took her to the pictures
Then I took her home,
Then I took her to heaven
If you know what i mean

Scod:
Umm... I don't want to stop it or anything but I am going to go with some of the chuckles from the audience out there and suggest that a few of these punters have spotted the same inconscitencies in this song as I have. Um, when did this song become about some woman?

Gatesy:
Well I kinda figured that the guys love all the evil ghost ship, scary demonic muah boogyman kinda stuff. But as soon as you start to talk about love, now you've got the ladies listening. Because the ladies want to imagine that they are making love to the singer.

Scod:
What?

Gatesy:
Nah I read it in Rolling Stone go with me on this... 1 and 2 and 3,4

Ghost Ship

Gatesy:
My baby kisses like a ghost ship
I touch my baby on her ghost ship
My trousers are bursting

Scod:
Alright, alright, just a minute here. I touch my baby on her ghost ship? Where exactly is a woman's ghost ship?

Gatesy:
Don't you know?

Yon:
I don't think he knows! Anyway, anyway I cant believe I am saying this but i think that he is onto something. But you may be coming in a little too fast, now if you want to do this love thing you have got to create a bit of a mood. You have to get inside the head of a female girl, tell them what they want to hear. Can I give you an example?

Ghost Ship
Expressing my feelings
Ghost Ship
Being a good listener
Ghost Ship
A thoughtful companion

Scod:
I dont even know what this song is about anymore.

Gatesy:
It's like foreplay

Yon:
Yeah

Scod:
No! Its not about foreplay, its about a horrible spectral ship that comes and gets sinners.

Gatesy:
What are they wearing?

Scod:
No! There is no focus, if there is a woman on it then its because she is a sinner. Do you get it? Right?

The woman is a sinner,
she is going to be dragged away

Gatesy:
But not before I bone her on the boardwalk
Till the morning comes

Yon:
I bought a sentimental card
With flowers and a pink design

Scod:
She'll be torn apart by demons

Gatesy:
While she is touching my buns

Ghost Ship
Yon:
A thoughtful companion

Ghost ship

Scod:
Den of the damned

Ghost Ship

Gatesy:
Overtly Sexual

Scod:
Murderous

Yon:
Empathy

Gatesy:
Nude

Scod:
Banshees

Yon:
Thoughtful

Gatesy:
ASS

Ghost Ship

credits

from Fegh Maha, released May 3, 2004

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