If it is to be, it is up to me (repeats) And as we sail, blows wild the gale And as we sail, blows wild the gale If it is to be, it is up to me (repeats) Sweet flows the water Yellow as royal piss Speech turns to stammer Your lips are too tight to kiss I've never seen rabbits Looking as scared as this And as we sail, blows wild the gale If it is to be, it is up to me (repeats) And as we sail, blows wild the gale And as we sail, blows wild the gale If it is to be, it is up to me (repeats) A five times champion Wouldn't row as fast Caught in the eddies Between future and past Blowing a hurricane From the Royal arse And as we sail, blows wild the gale If it is to be, it is up to me (repeats) And as we sail, blows wild the gale And as we sail, blows wild the gale