Set the sails Loose the anchor The open seas Gloom The silence before the storm No-one at the helm Come to grief Walk the plank Doom Realize that we are betrayed The rats are leaving the sinking ship Dejected, no one will follow you any more You are going to sink without a trace We strike the sails and your days are gone Scrub the deck Close-hauled No land in sight Riot A tempest in a teapot Deeply loaded Riptide Abandon the ship Quiet Realize that it is to late The rats are leaving the sinking ship Dejected, no one will follow you any more You are going to sink without a trace We strike the sails and your days are gone Are we a battle cruiser? Or just a banana boat? We save appearances But don't think that we can not go down! Are you the skipper? Or just a cabin boy? We have a heavy list But you fire broadside - to save your hide! The rats are leaving the sinking ship Dejected, no one will follow you any more You are going to drown with all hands We strike the sails and your days are gone The rats have left the sunken ship