lyrics from “comfortable”
HOME
yellow eyes, yellow hands
yellow lips on a leathery tan
she don’t look so good
she don’t feel so hot
she rolls port, she rolls aft
she rolls over onto her back
her body is a vessel
in great need of repair
too many captains
never got her there
home for the reckoning
home for the love
home ever beckoning
but never close enough
twisted lies, twisted smiles
twisted bodies in the bunkhouse aisles
sailors don’t pay much
money is money
rugged seas, rugged sails
rugged skin under her fingernails
whaler or a pirate
it matters not
show her the treasure
and x marks the spot
she’ll take you
home for the reckoning
home for the love
home ever beckoning
but never close enough
man overboard and a woman too
that could’ve been me, that could’ve been you
man overboard and a woman too
there’s got to be something somebody can do
yellow eyes, yellow hands
yellow lips on a leathery tan
she don’t look so good
she don’t feel so hot
