The ship sails on

The ship sails on through darkening weather, 
The dance floor glides with skins of snakes,
The band plays on, light as a feather.

Smoke Room cigars in Nubuck leather. 
- The Devil's glance - a breath he takes - 
The ship sails on through darkening weather.

Dice and blackjack players hover, 
Decreasing fortunes, increasing stakes.
The band plays on, light as a feather.

The steaks we ate were rarely better, 
Clotted cream, wide range of cakes. 
The ship sails on through darkening weather.

To sail the ship is a great endeavour, 
Slave round the clock, know what it takes.
The band plays on, light as a feather.

The waiter fetches tonic water.
The crystal chandelier shakes.
The ship sails on through darkening weather 
The band plays on, light as a feather.