One for the Road

Crown my desire fulfill my bliss A pretty young girl and a jug of this All of my sorrows are past and fled. Until I'm in my grave and dead. Those pretty young girls come out in flocks With short-legged drawers and long frailed locks And all of the girls will spend out way We'll not see more until another day There she blows One for the road! Leave my mark in a place like thos I keep my distance at a sailor's pitch Many thousand miles are behind me A place to call home is the open sea There be no place like home What's left behind Is what I carry with me Castaway in insanity Seal my fate as I take the piss Destined to roam No place to miss There be no place like home. More miles to go One for the road Steady as she goes One for the road --- One for the Road - Voodoo Glow Skulls