Here I am again in the ship's post officeI want to send a telegramSend it to the captainAsking where the hell I am I've been on this luxury cruiseFor twenty five years or moreAnd I've just begun to wonderWhere we're headed for Band keeps playing American songs from 1973 Getting wise to the officer’s lies That we've even got a country You say we're independent And we've even got the right to choose Well we're sick of doing nothing We'd like some work, We'd like some work, We'd like some work to do Swimming pools, the cocktail partiesYou keep us plied with drinkBut when we cruised through South East AsiaIt made us stop and think We never take on passengersThough we seem to have lots of roomAnd I can't escape the notion captainThat this is a floating tomb Band keeps playing American songs from 1973 Getting wise to the officer’s lies That we've even got a country You say we're independent And we've even got the right to choose Well we're sick of doing nothing We'd like some work, We'd like some work, We'd like some work to do Some of us have calculatedWe must be short of oilSomeone mentioned fissionAnd blood began to boil The passengers are restless, captainThis is how they feelAngry at how it came to be youWho sits beside the wheel Band keeps playing American songs from 1973 Getting wise to the officer’s lies That we've even got a country You say we're independent And we've even got the right to choose Well we're sick of doing nothing We'd like some work, We'd like some work, We'd like some work to do And the band keeps playing the Imperial Waltz From far across the sea Not a long way from discontent To open mutiny You say we're independent And we've even got the right to choose Well we're sick of being passengers, We've got some work, We've got some work, We've got some work to do