[Spoken]
This is an SOS from the Trinidad
Location, seven miles off the coast of Venezuela
SOS SOS Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! Help! Help!

The Trinidad, a luxury liner, sailing the Caribbean Sea
With an old captain named Eric Williams
For years sail smooth and free
But sadly Eric Williams passed away
The ship hit rough water that day
Someone turn the bridge over
To a captain named Chambers
Mi blood crawl, things start to fall
Hold mih head when a sailor bawl

Captain, this ship is sinking
Captain, these seas are rough
We gas tank almost empty
No electricity, we oil pressure reading low
Shall we abandon ship?
Or shall we stay on it, and perish slow?
We don't know, we don't know
Captain, you tell we what to do

The Trinidad, oh she was a beauty,
With wealth that few surpassed
And in her day she sailed majestically
They were few in her class
Faithfully, she fulfilled her sailors' needs
Some were overpowered by greed
And so they pilfered slow
Some took by bulk an' go
Now she look dull, she's at a lull
She could barely sit on her hull

Captain, this ship is sinking
Captain, these seas are rough
We gas tank almost empty
No electricity, we oil pressure reading low
Shall we abandon ship?
Or shall we stay on it, and perish slow?
We don't know, we don't know
Captain you tell we what to do

The Trinidad, in her day of sailing
She was a friend to one and all
She never once ever hesitated
To answer all SOS calls
And yes, well she always did her best
To help out those in distress
Now it's so sad to see, she's in difficulties
Those she help jeer, some of them cheer
And sarcastically declare,

Captain, this ship is sinking
Captain, these seas are rough
We gas tank almost empty
No electricity, we oil pressure reading low
Shall we abandon ship?
Or shall we sit on it, and perish slow?
We don't know, we don't know
Captain, you tell we what to do

[Spoken]
If only there was something I could have done to restore the credibility of this beautiful vessel. Money is no problem.

Now there's a lot of fingers pointing
Suspicion running strong
Who's to be blamed for all her failures?
Who's to be blamed for doing her wrong?
Now please remember, I'm warning you
For thirty years she had the same crew
Who hold the keys to her vault
So we know who's at fault
Now it's up to you, it's up to me
To make her worthy to go back to sea

Captain, this ship is sinking
Captain, these seas are rough [oh yes]
We gas tank almost empty
No electricity, we oil pressure reading low
Shall we abandon ship?
Or shall we stay on it, and perish slow?
We doh know, we doh know
Captain you tell we what to do
We don't know, we don't know
Captain, you tell we what to do

We don't know, we don't now
You tell we what to do
We don't know, we don't know
You tell we what to do

Put up a flag! Oh gosh, we don't know
You tell we what to do
Should we turn to the World Bank for help?
We don't know, we don't know, we don't know
We don't know, we don't know, we don't know
Somebody put in an application to the World Bank
Probably we get some help to do the repairs
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