Ghost in the galley and the captain spoke:
"Oh my crew is it all tragic this life alone"
Ghost in the galley and the captain choked
as he attempted to quickly repeat himself:
"Oh my crew is it all tragic this life alone
your wife's lament and the screams of your children
while sailing for a bastard that you know damn well
couldn't give a fuck about you
and that's true"
Ghost in the galley and the captain smoked
how the opium haze, it filled the room
Ghost in the galley and the captain smoked
and suddenly things were a bit more clear:
"Oh my crew is it all tragic this life alone?
You gotta love the freedom that you get from home
and the bond we form together makes you
know damn well, I truly give a fuck about you
so let's go and
Break open the tops of the whiskey barrels
let that rum flow like a river down to your soul
Break open the tops of whiskey barrels
let that rye numb the pain you feel from home
I keep on drinking that whiskey
I keep on drinking that wine
I think my vision is foggy
or is it just the horizon
keep on jugging that poison
keep on sipping that rye
I think my vision is foggy
or is it just the horizon
oh, I do not know
A slow drip of Tropicália-infused psychedelia from New Orleans rock outfit Blue Basin: balmy one moment, aggressive the next. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 22, 2022