Goin' Down With The Ship - Michael Monroe

See the storm comin' in

A cold front, a tail wind

Somebody take the wheel

And steer us off the rocks again

I can hear the sirens call in the darkness

Seein' nothin at all

Maybe there’s trouble

But nothin can touch our kin

(Good times)

Good times-never fear the reaper

(Hard times)

Hard times-we dig a little deeper

(High tides)

High tides are never gonna keep us down, down, down

Say goodbye to the town

Got no sorrows to drown

Guess we’re all goin' down with the ship

Ain’t no fair-weather friends

We’re all mates till the end

Guess we’re all goin' down with the ship

No map or course to chart

Lost souls with vagabond hearts

Gotta roll the bones

Ol' Davy Jones is waitin'

There’s a break in the sky

Raise up our freak flag high

Ain’t in it for treatures

Livin' on our reputation

(Good times)

Good times-never fear the reaper

(Hard times)

Hard times-we go a little deeper

(High tides)

High tides are never gonna keep us down, down, down

Say goodbye to the town

Got no sorrows to drown

Guess we’re all goin' down with the ship

Ain’t no fair-weather friends

We’re all mates till the end

Guess we’re all goin' down with the ship

We’re ragin' 'cross the waters

This life is all we know

We leave our sons and daughters

Kiss 'em, miss 'em, we got to go…

Say goodbye to the town, got no sorrows to drown

Guess we’re all goin' down with the ship

Ain’t no fair-weather friends, we’re all mates till the end

Guess we’re all goin' down with the ship

Guess we’re all goin' down with the ship

Goin' down down down yeah!

Guess we’re all goin' down with

Down down down…