Dead Sea Navigators Lyrics - After Murder Park - Auteurs

Their legend lay in tatters 

From Perth to John O'Groats 

The Dead Sea navigators 

Should've been buried at birth 

And of course, I loved them dearly 

And I miss them, now they're gone 

The Dead Sea navigators 

Wished they'd had a son 

Even in their heyday 

No one like them anyway 

Committed boozers, 3 a.m. shivers 

This one goes out to those not with us 

John the barman and Mickey Green 

This one goes out to all the drinkers 

At the Red Lion and our friends 

Though they are few 

Angel, Johnny, Pain, Keith, Charity 

This one's for you 

And what's left of your nerve 

Will get you through 

From Brighton down to Eastbourne 

Sea sick sailors getting tough 

But the dead sea navigators 

Were made of stouter stuff 

Golden years, golden years 

No one like them 'cept for us 

Season's ending, all night porters 

Thy honor, defending with last orders 

All the sunbathers staring at the sun 

This one goes out 

To the invisible children, as yet unborn 

And our friends, though they are few 

Overcoat boys with more brains than brawn 

This one's for you and all that sail in the 

Dead Sea navigators, this one's for you