dear gentlemen and ladies you have seen me washing dishes and making your beds up nightly

and you've given me a penny just as if you gave a damn

though you haven't got the foggiest idea who I am

while I'm thanking you so politely

while I'm thanking you so politely

but one evening there's a scream out on the water and you ask each other "honey, what was that?"

and you see me grinning here behind the counter

and you ask each other "what's she grinning at?"

as a ship with eight sails and one hundred cannons sails into the bay

you say "kid, wash the glasses, put the fresh sheets on the bed," and your penny is politely accepted

and the glasses are sparkling, and the sheets are snowy white

though in fact there won't be anybody sleeping there tonight

with one rather strange exception

with one rather strange exception

then one evening there's a crash out on the water and you ask each other "jesus, what was that?"

and you see me standing staring out the window

and you ask yourselves, "what's she laughing at?"

and the ship with eight sails and one hundred cannons is bombarding the town

now gentlemen I doubt that you'll be laughing anymore when the city is completely razed

and you're buried in the rubble all the way up to your neck

just this shitty old hotel is rising up from the wreck

and you ask "why was the hotel saved?"

and you ask "why was the hotel saved?"

all night long there will be whispers round the building as you ask each other "how could this occur?"

and I'll stride out on the doorstep in the morning

and you'll say, "they saved the place because of her?"

as the ship with eight sails and one hundred cannons runs its flag up the mast

then hundreds and hundreds from the ship will pile ashore as the sun rises deathly still

and they'll search through every cranny of the blasted town's remains

and they'll find you where you're hiding and they'll drag you here in chains

and they'll ask me "which ones should we kill?"

and they'll ask me "which ones should we kill?"

while the sun burns a silence on the harbor, you will wait to hear who has to die

until finally you hear me saying:

"all of 'em"

and then when your head falls, I'll say:

"whoops"

and the ship with eight sails and one hundred cannons will vanish with me