Letra de Big News 1
The fog is rolling in The tide is high Diane's as fat can be, aye captain aye The guests seem more than pleased How is the wine? We shall be underway on the bye and byeAhead one third! Ahead two thirds! Full ahead flank And out from the belly of a whale came a prophet, amenGo shoot the moon, the sun, the great divide I believe there's a storm a-brewin' Nine crows at nine o'clock nigh Dutch men on the mizzen mast dance Six harpies are singing to the lee I believe she's going down I believe we're gonna die, die, dieFortune tellers make a killing nowadays Me oh my Howdy Doody's past the house of Aquarius Bring me more whisky and ryeBig news from the party boatOh sir, do not distress The food is fine Oh but I must confess I do find the wine a wee bit dry Fifteen men on a dead man's chest Yo ho ho and a bottle of rye Drink the devil, done for your rest She's sunk full fathom five five fiveFortune tellers make a killing nowadays Me oh my Howdy Doody's past the house of Aquarius Bring me more whisky and ryeBig news from the party boat HeyBones, bones, dry dry bones Come down to the locker of Davy Jones Bones, bones, dry dry bones Come down to the locker of Davy Jones Bones, bones, dry dry bones Come down to the locker of Davy Jones Bones, bones, dry dry bones Come down to the locker of Davy JonesYeah yeah