Friggin' In The Riggin' Lyrics - Singles - Sex Pistols

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 fuck all else to do 

Captain's name was Morgan 

By Christ, he was a gorgon 

Ten times a day sweet tunes he'd play 

On his fuckin' organ 

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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 fuck all else to do 

Hold on give it some bollocks 

The second mate was Andy 

By Christ he had a dandy 

Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock 

From cumming in the brandy 

The cabin boy was Flipper 

He was a fuckin' nipper 

He stuffed his ass with broken glass 

And circumcised the skipper 

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Friggin' in the riggin' 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

There was fuck all else to do 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

There was fuck all else to do 

The Captain's wife was Mabel 

To fuck she was not able 

So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits 

Across the bar-room table 

The Captain had a daughter 

Who fell in deep sea water 

Delighted squeals revealed that eels 

Had found 'er sexual quarters 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

Friggin' in the riggin' 

There was fuck all else to do