Lyrics:

The Captain's arm like bunched-up rope
And Anita wrigglin' free on a skull and dagger
And a portrait of Christ, nailed to an anchor
Etched into his upper...

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh cabin fever
Oh, oh, oh cabin ever
Slams his fuckin' tin-dish down
Our Captain, takes time to crush
Some Bloo-Bottles glowin' in his gruel
With a lump in his throat, and lumpy mush
Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag
And a morbid lump of love in his flags
Done is the kissing, now all that remain
Is to sail forever, upon the stain
Stain
Oh, oh cabin fever
Oh, oh, oh
Cabin fever
Right
Cabin fever, cabin fever

The captain's free hand is a cleaver
Which he fashions his beard, n' he rations his jerkey
And carves his peg outta the finest mahagony
Or was it Ebony?

Tallies up his loneliness
Notch by notch
'Cause the sea offers nothin' for him to hold or touch
Notch by notch
Winter by winter, notch by notch
Winter by winter, notch by notch
Winter by winter, notch by notch
Winter by winter, notch by notch
Winter by winter, notch by notch, winter by winter, notch by notch,
Winter by winter, notch by notch

Now his leg is whittled, right down to a splinter
Cabin fever
Oh, oh, oh cabin fever
Oh the rollin' sea keeps rollin' on
Rollin' sea keeps rollin' on
She was everywhere, now that she's gone
She's everywhere, now that she's gone
Cabin fever
Oh

Welcome to his table, Beloved-Unconscious
Raisin' her host of hair from her crooks
And strugglin' to summony one of her looks
His arm now like coiled s-s-s-snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes, snakes
Whips all the bottles that he's drunken
Like crystal skittles about the cabin
Of a ship they'd been sailing
Of a ship they'd been sailing
A ship they'd been sailing
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, five years sunken
Oh, five years sunken
Ah