作词 : Murder City Devils
Pecked by the seagulls hanging from the gallows 
Swinging in the breeze dripping something on the street 
I can see him from my window 
They can see him from the water 
Just a victim of the press gang 
I knew him when he was breathing 
He was a good man, he was a young man 
He was like you, he was like me 
It could have been me, it could have been me 
Twisting in the breeze {cut him down, cut him down} 
Left for the children on the streets{cut him down, cut him down} 
He should have kept his mouth shut. 
He never should have left that ship 
Don't go drinking down by the docks 
You don't know if you'll wake up 
I knew him when he was breathing 
He was a good man, he was a young man 
He was like you. 
He was like me 
It could have been me 
It could have been me 
Twisting in the breeze {cut him down, cut him down} 
Left for the children on the streets{cut him down, cut him down} 
Woke up on the water, 
No one ever asked him if he wanted, to go 
He never had any options 
He was smart 
He got out when he could 
Should have stayed in the pacific 
Should have stayed in the pacific 
Could have had it good 
Any island wouldn't do 
I knew him when he was breathing 
He was a good man, he was a young man 
He was like you. 
He was like me 
It could have been you. 
It should have been me 
But it should have been the press gang{cut him down, cut him down} 
But it should have been the press gang{cut him down, cut him down} 
Cut him down cut him down