Fire Down Below - 2007 Remastered

Straight to the bottom
 Of the deepest black sea
 High on a cargo of bootleg diesoline
 Don't need no morning star
 To guide me back to shore
 Burn all my blankets,
 I won't be home no more
 You might need a witness,
 Let some angel testify
 Burnin' from the kisses
 Of thousand long goodbye
 The heat is shimmerin',
 It's time to throw the switch
 Send off a beacon,
 There's panic on the bridge
 Waves above us
 Fire down below
 Last chance to roll
 That memphis domino
 Those tanks are gonna blow
 Break down the hatches,
 There's a riot goin' on
 Someone's screamin' murder
 But the killer's long gone
 Creepin' round the cabin
 On your tattooed hands and knees
 Tastes like the cure
 But hooks like a disease
 Can't see those harbour lights
 No streets to roam
 Burn all my blankets
 I won't be comin' home
 Straight to the fire down below
 (J. Camilleri N. Smith – Rondor Warner Chappell)