Ship Of Fools Lyrics - Van Der Graaf Generator

The captain's in a coma, the lieutenant's on a drunk 

The owner's in his cabin with his special friend, the monk 

The midget's on the bridge, dispensing platitudes and junk 

Those wild and special places 

Those strange and dangerous places 

Those sad, sweet faces 

It's a Ship of Fools 

The nurse in black seamed stockings, she's already on patrol 

For fake fur starlets panicked by the watering-hole 

Everybody's waiting for the drama to unfold 

In those cold and treasured places 

Those old and degenerate places 

Those posed, posed, empty faces 

It's a Ship of Fools 

Run, rabbit, run, you're the only one that can do it 

Turn, baby, turn, there's a ring of fire 

And you've got to go through it 

Fun, baby, fun, when the sands have run to the limit 

Turn, baby, turn, there's a ring of fire and you're in it 

Looking for logic and adventure 

Down the dark end of the street 

Open city, open season, open lips that gleam so sweet 

Offer kisses like piranhas 

To the soft flesh of your feet 

And any man's poison is every man's meat 

In those mad and special places 

Those sad and desperate places 

Those sad, sweet soul embraces 

It's a Ship of Fools 

Those strange and special places 

Those wild and dangerous places 

Those dead, dead, dead faces 

It's a Ship of Fools; no rules