The Extraordinaires - A Proud Salute lyrics

What a tragic consequence for a love gone sour like old milk We came and fought, we aimed and shot for our poor Captain's broken heart 'cause Whoa here she comes - watch out boys she'll chew you up Whoa here she comes - cash those checks and pack up all your bags Load the cannon, light the fuse and ready, aim, fire! Now that all is said and done our ship is wrecked our Captain's lost the Only thing we've left to do is go down with a proud salute 'cause Whoa here she comes - watch out boys she'll chew you up Whoa here she comes - cash those checks and pack up all your bags Load the cannon, light the fuse and ready, aim, fire! We're goin' home - we're going down with all we know Don't shed one tear - we're men - we're men without fear We draw our swords in certain danger You wonder why - I'm so gung ho and willing to die I'll answer proudly I'm a sailor