Friggin’ in the Riggin’ lyrics

[Verse 1]
It was on the good ship Venus
By Christ, you should have seen us
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast, a mammoth p*nis
The Captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel sh*t
From one place to another

[Chorus]
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
There was f*ck all else to do

[Verse 2]
Captain's name was Morgan
By Christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day sweet tunes he'd play
With his f*cking organ
The first mate's name was Cooper
By Christ, he was a trooper
He j*rked and j*rked until he worked
Himself into a stupor
[Chorus]
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
There was f*ck all else to do

[Verse 3]
The second mate was Andy
By Christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his c*ck on a jagged rock
For c*mming in the brandy
The cabin boy was Flipper
He was a f*cking nipper
He stuffed his ass with broken glass
And circ*mcised the skipper

[Chorus]
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
There was f*ck all else to do
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
There was f*ck all else to do
[Verse 4]
The Captain's wife was Mabel
To f*ck, she wasn't able
So the dirty sh*ts, they nailed her tits
Across the barroom table
The Captain had a daughter
Who fell in deep sea water
And by her squeals we knew the eels
Had found her sexual quarters

[Chorus]
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
There was f*ck all else to do
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
There was f*ck all else to do
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
Frigging in the rigging
There was f*ck all else to do