Seas ail ya, for sailing’s an art
There’s breakers so grandious gale-ing
Oh, seas ail ya, face forming green hues
I'm pegging this cruise is o’erblown

Seas ail ya, gut aching’s the start
You're chucking up brunch o’er the railing
Oh, seas ail ya, I’m doubled on knees
And begging the seas to becalm
Stop the harm...

Hurling up, carrots are festooned, when seas ail ya
Fellow sailors swoon (hurling up)
Technicolour yawn takes place
Then runs start, other end
Signals more fall from grace

Seas ail ya, no barque-ing I’ll start
Or carking from vomitus may be
Oh, seas ail ya; so drown me oh please
Secure my release from ill dome
In the foam

Navigation
No suffering’s end
I’ll sure do no more watercrafting

Humi’lation
I swear as we wend
That all of the wavelettes are laughing