| 歌曲 | Sea Shanty |
| 歌手 | The Pogues |
| 专辑 | Original Album Series |
| 作词 : MacGowan | |
| Dear dirty London in the pouring rain | |
| I wish to God I was back on the sea again | |
| Though that belongs to the world of never will be | |
| There was never a wilder bastard than me on the sea | |
| I could fuck all the whores in damnation me boys | |
| Though they wriggled and hollered and made a great noise | |
| Then I'd drink till I stank and then drink plenty more | |
| And I won't go down to the sea any more | |
| But if I had ten pounds then I'd raise a loud cheer | |
| And I'd toast all me neighbours both distant and dear | |
| And I'd shoot back great belly-crippling buckets of beer | |
| And a pox and a curse on the people round here | |
| Wouldn't give you me the price of a half pint of beer | |
| Wouldn't give you me the price of a cup of good cheer | |
| A pox and a curse on the people round here | |
| A man's ambition must indeed be small | |
| To write his name upon a shithouse wall | |
| But before I die I'll add my regal scrawl | |
| To show the world I'm left with sweet fuck all | |
| And when all of us bold shithouse poets do die | |
| A monument grand they will raise to the sky | |
| A monument made just to mark our great wit | |
| A monument of solid shit now me boys | |
| I met with Bill James we fought over crusts | |
| I called him a whore and he booted me crotch | |
| Then we shared out the jack and we thought it a treat | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet |
| zuò cí : MacGowan | |
| Dear dirty London in the pouring rain | |
| I wish to God I was back on the sea again | |
| Though that belongs to the world of never will be | |
| There was never a wilder bastard than me on the sea | |
| I could fuck all the whores in damnation me boys | |
| Though they wriggled and hollered and made a great noise | |
| Then I' d drink till I stank and then drink plenty more | |
| And I won' t go down to the sea any more | |
| But if I had ten pounds then I' d raise a loud cheer | |
| And I' d toast all me neighbours both distant and dear | |
| And I' d shoot back great bellycrippling buckets of beer | |
| And a pox and a curse on the people round here | |
| Wouldn' t give you me the price of a half pint of beer | |
| Wouldn' t give you me the price of a cup of good cheer | |
| A pox and a curse on the people round here | |
| A man' s ambition must indeed be small | |
| To write his name upon a shithouse wall | |
| But before I die I' ll add my regal scrawl | |
| To show the world I' m left with sweet fuck all | |
| And when all of us bold shithouse poets do die | |
| A monument grand they will raise to the sky | |
| A monument made just to mark our great wit | |
| A monument of solid shit now me boys | |
| I met with Bill James we fought over crusts | |
| I called him a whore and he booted me crotch | |
| Then we shared out the jack and we thought it a treat | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet | |
| The compliments pass when the quality meet |