Friggin in the Riggin Lyrics

It was on the good ship Venus
By Christ, ya shoulda seen us
The figurehead was a w**** in bed
And the mast was a ten foot p****
The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty b*****
He wasn't fit to shovel s***
From one place to another
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f*** all else to do

Captain's name was Morgan
By Christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day he'd stop and play
With his f*****' 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 f*** all else to do
The second mate was Andy
By Christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his c*** on a jagged rock
For c****** in the brandy

The cabin boy was Flipper
He was a f*****' nipper
He stuffed his a** with broken glass
And circumcised the skipper

Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f*** all else to do
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f*** all else to do

The Captain's wife was Mabel
To f*** she was not able
So the dirty s****, they nailed her t***
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 s**ual quarters

Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f*** all else to do