Lyrics Stalingrad - Jazzy Version - Ghostown

Got my mouth watering
The thought got me dribbling
Gotta microphone so I ought to be gibbering
Playing these keys like a violin fiddling
Tying up words, just occurred when I'm riddling
Stirred up lemon curd in a memory
Made a toast to that sandwich tenderly
Wondering, calling up all and sundry
As I pick these fruits so abundantly
Growing, dont miss a trick as i pick the ship to
Stow in, whatever directiion the wind is
Blowing, never knowing but I kept on
Flowing and showing and stowing everything I know

Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go
Now I got an oar, and I got to row
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go
Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go
Now I got an oar, and I got to row
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go

Back with the second, dont do three verses
Tucked in the kennel where the old dog perches
Clutching on the bottle that the captain searches
Passing where the beast from the deep sea lurches
That can be bad, success is a stress but it can be had
Stoke broke on the boat off to Stalingrad
Dont speak the lingo, but thats no thing no
Handicap, salute these flutes, brut riffs in my roots
As I wet my boots in a clarinet soup
Stomp and I stoop, troop dodge and I shoot
Very mercenary in a military coup
She said if I continue I'll be dead if not ruined
Heading double dutch, now I'm readily fluent
Gave me a shove and tried to show me a shoeing
See storm clouds brewing, so I'm heading back crewing

Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go
Now I got an oar, and I got to row
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go
Vodka, had a sip and had to have some more
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go
Now I got an oar, and I got to row
On the boat to Stalin gotta long way to go