Wuthering Heights - The Mad Sailor (HQ)

When the lights go out, law and order vanished

They'll beg to be steered free

By the mad sailor that they banished

I will dance on the gunwale, as the ship's going down

I will write no solemn epitaphs

For a world that's gone insane

When there is no tomorrow, even then will I know

That as long as the minstrels are playing

All is not in vain