А я ведь и вправду предупреждал, что выложу то, что пелось в конце презентации.

Итак, музыка народная, припев народный, комические куплеты выползли из-под моего пера. Заранее прошу прощения у впечатлительных девушек.

The ship was called Wolfsangel
There were a wolf and angel
They fucked all day and sucked and prayed
But no one felt the danger

The captain was D. Petras
He was a sort of jackass
He changed his dick to oaken stick
To puzzle dirty drunk lass

Refrain:
Frigging in the rigging,
Frigging in the rigging,
Frigging in the rigging,
There was fuck-all else to do

The first mate was a drummer
He had an epic drama
He was ok but he was gay
And walrus fucked his lover

The boatswain from the gayboard
Hanged captain on a tight cord
Three dicks he had and pissed the lad
With each of heavy organs

Refrain

The purser Mister Scrotum
Shoved money to his bottom
The bills he write were out of mind
And finally aborted

The chaplain Rob McReddin
He gulped a tierse of brandy
All night he barfed and loathed and caughed
Our unclefucking dandy

Refrain

The cook was a girl with cello
With hair red or yellow
She showed her tits to guitarist
And cooked the naive fellow

The lookout was dickpiper
He farted to his lighter
His gas he blew and stunned the crew
With cock in menestrel’s coat yeah

Refrain

The pilot had a fiddle
With sharks and whales he diddled
But all he said was «Fucking dead»
And overboard was seeded

Et al there were the sailors
By Christ they were the wailers
When they were fucked and far from home
They jerked each other daily

Refrain