Sunday, August 25, 2002

Getting wrecked on the Edmund Fitzgerald

The First Mate was drunk and he smelled like a skunk
And he puked out his guts on the railing
The Captain was stewed and he acted quite rude
And all of his senses were failing

The Captain wired in he was all out of gin
And drank grain alcohol from the barrel
Later that night he was feeling quite tight
Getting wrecked on the Edmund Fitzgerald.

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