Lyrics:

We are going to Paris

in a ship with red sails

As the storm gathers slowly

we eat fishheads and snails



The mate jumps up, throws down a line

to a man overboard for the ninetieth time

And then he says with a wink

'Sometimes I think

I've been doing this forever!'



We are going to Paris

in a ship called the ??

There are signs in the sky at night

that the Captain says he's seen



I keep books under my pillow

and read them before I sleep

Strange places I go to,

strange companies I keep



We are going to Paris

we are one and thirty strong

I can feel it in the air

we'll be there before long



The wind has come

like a man insane, insane

We are going to Paris

it rains and it rains



We are going to Paris

in a ship with red sails

We are going to Paris

in a ship with red sails