Klaatu - Sir Bodsworth Rugglesby III (original vocal mix) lyrics

Well do you get the itching to Trek about the latitudes, you do? Well likely you're a chip Off old Sir Rugglesby Well he was quite a sporting sort Behind his cup o'tea he'd snort I'll wager on the line Ten thousand pounds and five I'm the only man who'll ever get to Hell and come back alive Now in the fall of forty-nine He skipped across the seven brine this time Looking for a berth in naval history T'was never heard nor seen agian Oficially presumed as dead But the words he left behind Still echoed through my mind I'm the only man who'll ever get to Hell and come back alive He's the only man who'd ever get to Hell and come back alive Then one night While tripping down the English coast The moon was whiter than a ghost, almost When I heard a voice yell through a megaphone And there upon the midnight sea A signal lamp signalled me I could feel me blood run cold As the message did decode I'm the only man who's ever been to Hell and come back alive Well who else could it be But good old Rugglesby? He's the only man could ever get to Hell and come back alive Yes he's the only man who's (He's the only one) Ever gone and been to (Who's been and gone) To hell and come back Hell and come back Hell and come back alive