The Flying Dutchman and The Fighter Jet lyrics

"A foul gale we have captain."

"Aye", replied the captain pacing the quarter deck

His weathered hide and dripping oil skin

A Galway man, and of the finest sailors

"Lash the wheel", he commanded sternly

"Thick weather secure to the bilge tether

Beware the bandit surges, secure the sheets

Clear the halyards, stand by."

The surges calmed and too the day

A man in the nest, the mate directs the bow

The peak halyards sing dolefully

Morning red, thought the captain, wiping his brow

"Bad omen, bad omen, stand lively the watch

Fly the blue pigeon", "aye captain, aye

Twenty score the fanthom captain", he roared

"Eye the davits and the dories, make quick."

The north wind blew a flurry squall spewed

"Captain, on the port bow, come quick

Be she friend or foe nest", he bellowed

At that moment the it* shrieking "a hit"

The first mate yelled, "spew the oakum.

Port side gunwhale captain, we're taking on.

Make ready the cannon, stand by."

The streaking bolt came around

"Fire in sequence, gun one commence."

"Two bear her shot, three bark."

"Captain she's aflame and surely hit."

In a veil of smoke she slid down under

"Captain what she be?" "By God I know not

Stand by for survivors, nest what say ye?"

"No one spared the fey captain."

"Major, major, a fighter vanished on radar.

We have an unidentified object intercepting

Blue Dog has engaged the target and is down."

"Send interceptors and so they went and nothing..."

A burning wreck and puzzled face

"A ship", he said, "a ship, a flying ship, watershed."

A collision of times, a sailing vessel in altitude

Embattled a flying vessel with victory over a dying one

Astonished, the fighter greeted suddenly by The Flying Dutchman