Robyn Hitch***** - Captain Dry Lyrics
Wave on board for Captain DryHis arms are full of emptiness and lossGet on board with Captain DryHe may be brittle, but he's sure got classI got some money but I lost it in the springA rich man is more venomous than acidI got some money but it wasn't worth a thingWhen the summer came I thawed out all my assetsHeave on board with Captain DryHe points to you and then falls down the holeGet on board with Captain DryHe's got a substitute for self-controlHere comes John Dyer with his head is full of lambsHis mother's somewhere, often she's in WorcesterI know she's dying, but I haven't sold my pramBut everybody still believes in silenceGet on board with Captain DryThe human classes always won the bestWave on board with Captain DryThe immigrants all love the captain bestGet on board with Captain DryThe mussel clams the eyebrow like the ceiling of a dentistWith a mussel who insistedHe'll be worn by someone else he doesn't know