Semi-Wondrous Boat Ride

Primus

Around the world and home again 
That's the sailor's way 
(Faster, faster)

There's no earthly way of knowing 
Which direction we are going 
There's no knowing where we're rowing 
Or which way the river's flowing 

Is it raining, is it snowing? 
Is a hurricane a-blowing? 

Not a speck of light is showing 
So the danger must be growing 
Are the fires of hell a-glowing? 
Is the grisly reaper mowing? 

Yes, the danger must be growing 
For the rowers keep on rowing 
And they're certainly not showing 
Any signs that they are slowing 

Stop the boat 
We're here