Friggin' in the Riggin' (Jones)

It was on the good ship Venus By Christ, ya shoulda seen us The figurehead was a whore in bed And the mast, a mammoth penis

The captain of this lugger He was a dirty bugger He wasn't fit to shovel shit From one place to another

Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do

The captains name was Morgan By Christ, he was a gorgon Ten times a day he'd stop and play With his fuckin' organ

The first mate's name was Cooper By Christ he was a trooper He jerked and jerked until he worked Himself into a stupor

Friggin' in the Riggin' Friggin' in the Riggin' Friggin' in the Riggin' There was fuck all else to do

The second mate was Andy By Christ, he had a dandy Till they crushed his cock On a jagged rock For cumming in the brandy

The cabin boy was Flipper He was a fuckin' n-ger He stuffed his ass with broken glass And circumcised the skipper

Friggin' in the Riggin' Friggin' in the Riggin' Friggin' in the Riggin' There was fuck all else to do

The captain's wife was Mabel To fuck she was not able So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits Across the barroom table

The Captain had a daughter Who fell in deep sea water And by her squeals we knew the eels Had found 'er sexual quarters

Friggin' in the Riggin' Friggin' in the Riggin' Friggin' in the Riggin' There was fuck all else to do Friggin' in the Riggin'.....