I have spent some heavy nights. like every sailor. . and I know some seedy ways to spend my pay.. I've been arrested in the streets. . I've been drunk along the beaches of Marseilles..
Mike batt. . Sing your hymns of evensong,. Sail out to far lagoons,. All you fishermen and you fortune hunters,. Sharpen your harpoons.. Sing rhapsodies to the fickle gods that guide you,.