Letra de Friggin' In The Riggin' de The Sex Pistols

(Jones)

It was on the good ship Venus By Christ, ya shoulda seen us
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast, a mammoth penis
The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was f*ck all else to do
The first mate's name was Morgan By Christ, he was a gorgon
Tem times a day sweet tunes he'd play
On his f*cking 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*ck all else to do
The second mate was Andy By Christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock
For cumming in the brandy
The cabin boy was Flipper
He was a f*cking nigger
He stuffed his ass with broken glass
And circumcised the skipper
Friggin' in the riggin'...
The Captain's wife was Mabel
To f*ck she was not able
So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits
Across the whole table
The Captain had a daughter
Who fell in deep sea water
And by her squeals we knew the eels
Had found her sexual quarters
Friggin' in the riggin'...