| (We'll drown him in his vices, we'll hang him by his feet | |
| Mutiny! Mutiny! | |
| We'll feed his body to the sea...) | |
| Well I've heard rumors that he's lost his way | |
| Locked in his cabin where he drinks all day | |
| This ship, a coffin, we've come off course | |
| Adrift! Adrift, never to see the shore | |
| Every vessel needs a crew, each crew needs a head | |
| But we feel that this captain is better off dead | |
| We'll drown him in his vices, we'll hang him by his feet | |
| Mutiny! Mutiny! | |
| We'll feed his body to the sea | |
| But with no captain we will surely run aground | |
| Splintered on the rocks where we'll never be found | |
| No message home, no chance to say our goodbyes | |
| All because this captain could not swallow his pride | |
| Let her feast on the captain who refused to lead | |
| Mutiny! | |
| We'll drown him in his vices, hang him by his feet | |
| Mutiny! Mutiny! | |
| We'll feed his body to the sea | |
| You can't keep us down, don't bother trying. |