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Lyrics Verse A: Up to war, proud navy fleet. Bench of wood, chained to the feet. Sick and sore, move to the beat. Near to die, burnt by the heat. Verse B: Pounding drum, cracking the whip. Blood and sweat run from the rip. Day and night, eternal trip. Weary men, thrown from the ship. Verse C: Fog is gone, longboats in sight. Swords and bows, ready to fight. Kill for Rome, sounds always right. Emperor, shine in the light. Chorus: Galley, we keep rowing faster. Into the disaster. Long live our master. |
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