Skeleton Crew from Treasure Island by Emmett Elvin

Albatross high
(As high as the weather)
In hot winds you fry
(Your skin turns to leather)
Ergot rice high
(As Marie Celeste)
There's blood in your eye
(Who's up in the nest?)

Chorus:
We's Ben Gunn, John Silver
The Skeleton Crew
Old Israel Hands
Had an anchor tattoo
Press ganged in Southend
The best and the least
We's Albion's men
We swallowed the beast

Albatross high
(As high as the light)
In hot winds you fry
(Your skin crawls with fright)
Ergot rice high
As Marie Celeste
There's blood in your eye
Who's up in the nest?

Chorus:
We's Ben Gunn, John Silver
The Skeleton Crew
Be damned for the treasure
Be hanged if we do
We's in it together
Even Blind Pew
We's Ben Gunn, John Silver
(Ben Gunn, John Silver)
The Skeleton Crew
We's Ben Gunn, John Silver
(Ben Gunn, John Silver)
The Skeleton Crew
The Skeleton Crew


So Billy Bones, Jim Lad
His dad good 'n' buried
Was all what he had
So now there's no worries
We's lookin' for Heaven
There'll be no more death
Set sail for the Seven
Sea salt be your breath
Let's drink to Tahiti
Whose rum is the best

Better than Ireland's
(Warms your dead belly)
With my mind she runs
Ha! - not on your Nelly
Better than Benbow
The Bruce Bar, the Spyglass
Better than Bristol
None better my lass

We's Ben Gunn John Silver
The Skeleton Crew
Be damned for the treasure
Be hanged if we do
We's in it together
Even Blind Pew
We's Ben Gunn, John Silver
The Skeleton Crew
We's Ben Gunn John Silver
The Skeleton Crew
We's Ben Gunn John Silver
The Skeleton Crew

Ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Skeleton Crew

• Electronic
• Experimental
• instrumental
• keyboards
• mashup
• weird
• London