(Sometimes I Feel Like) Fletcher Christian

Lyrics

Sometimes I feel Like Fletcher Christian Staring out Across the sea Torn apart By duty's shackles The twisted tongues Of loyalty Well I sucked hard On every pleasure Til my head Began to spin He'll choose between The whip and feather And that is where His crimes begin Sometimes I feel (sometimes I feel) Like Fletcher Christian (In paradise) In paradise With the tables turned (I can feel) Yes and I can feel The tattooist's needle I can feel my neck And ankles burn These south seas isles Are cold and barren But this civil war's Been good for me Well we took drugs And tore our uniforms And gave up our captain Up to the sea Sometimes I feel (sometimes I feel) Like Fletcher Christian Twisting off The serpent's head For the mutiny I'll shoot the big one Hot and hungry Far from home Through the sun and sea My skin is peeling But it don't make The pictures fade Those shapes and symbols I know their meaning The shameless riches Of another world If I return They're sure to hang me So I guess I'll have to stay And if I should croak Out in the darkness No-one will know I got away