Into the Sun Songtext
von Red Elvises

All aboard, said Captain Tom
We′re sailing west, we heave away
You better leave your hoes at home
When Jolly Roger's luffing through the rain

I got the map, I got the plan
A wooden leg and a hairy chest
I may be blind, I may be deaf
But you will know I am the best

Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum
We′re sailing west into the sun


Two weeks of hell and hurricanes
No gold, no women, no cocaine
And Captain Tom has gone insane
And Jolly Roger's luffing through the rain

The sharks are ready for their meal
Save your ass and stash your cash
The balls and nerves are made of steel
We sock the bones and rotten flesh

Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum
We're sailing west into the sun

Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum
We′re sailing west into the sun

Into the sun
Into the sun