Riptide

Set the sails
 Loose the anchor
 The open seas
 Gloom
 The silence before the storm
 No-one at the helm
 Come to grief
 Walk the plank
 Doom
 Realize that we are betrayed
 The rats are leaving the sinking ship
 Dejected, no one will follow you any more
 You are going to sink without a trace
 We strike the sails and your days are gone
 Scrub the deck
 Close-hauled
 No land in sight
 Riot
 A tempest in a teapot
 Deeply loaded
 Riptide
 Abandon the ship
 Quiet
 Realize that it is to late
 The rats are leaving the sinking ship
 Dejected, no one will follow you any more
 You are going to sink without a trace
 We strike the sails and your days are gone
 Are we a battle cruiser?
 Or just a banana boat?
 We save appearances
 But don't think that we can not go down!
 Are you the skipper?
 Or just a cabin boy?
 We have a heavy list
 But you fire broadside - to save your hide!
 The rats are leaving the sinking ship
 Dejected, no one will follow you any more
 You are going to drown with all hands
 We strike the sails and your days are gone
 The rats have left the sunken ship