| Song | Cabin Fever |
| Artist | The Muppets |
| Album | Muppet Treasure Island (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Pirate: | |
| I got cabin fever, | |
| It's burning in my brain | |
| Mudwell: | |
| I got cabin fever, | |
| It's driving me insane | |
| Dodo, Pirate, Lew Zealand: | |
| We've got cabin fever | |
| We're flipping our bandanas | |
| We've stuck at sea so long that we have simply gone bananas | |
| Spotted Dick, Lew Zealand, Mr. Bitte: | |
| We've got cabin fever, we've lost what sense we had | |
| We've got cabin fever we're all going mad! | |
| Pirates: | |
| My sanity is hanging by a thread, | |
| Since we're going nowhere, I've thought out of my head. | |
| We were sailing, sailing | |
| Over the bounty way | |
| Lew Zealand: | |
| ...and now we're not | |
| Jaques Roach: | |
| Grab yer partners by the ears, | |
| Lash 'em to the wheel. | |
| Docy does step on their toes, | |
| Listen to them squeal! | |
| Hold them left, hold them right, | |
| It's time to sail our sea. | |
| Swing yer partner over the side | |
| And drop 'im in the drink! | |
| Female Frackle: | |
| We've got cabin fever, | |
| Calico: | |
| No ifs, ands or buts, | |
| Female Frackle: | |
| We're disoriented | |
| Calico: | |
| And demented, | |
| Both: | |
| And a little nuts! | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Ach nor beaver, | |
| Volkswagen car | |
| Goat: | |
| (yodel ae ee hee) | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Sour braut, en hunder schnitzen | |
| Dodo: | |
| (yodel eh eh hoo) | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Unt is vunderbarr. | |
| Short Stack Stevens, Calico Jerry, Easy Pete, Blackeye Pea: | |
| We were sailing, sailing, | |
| The wind was on our side, | |
| Real Old Tom: | |
| ...but then it died. | |
| Spotted Dick: | |
| I've got cabin fever, | |
| I think I lost my grip | |
| Mr. Bitte: | |
| I'd like to get my hands on, | |
| Whoever wrote this script! | |
| Cactus: | |
| (Sí!) | |
| Angel Marie: | |
| I was floating in a tropic moon, | |
| And dreaming of a blue lagoon, | |
| Now I'm as crazy as a loon. | |
| All: | |
| Cabin fever has grabbed us all aboard, | |
| This once fine vessel has become a floating psyco ward. | |
| We were sailing, sailing, | |
| Heading who knows where! | |
| And now though we're all here, | |
| We're not all there! | |
| Cabin fever, aah. |
| Pirate: | |
| I got cabin fever, | |
| It' s burning in my brain | |
| Mudwell: | |
| I got cabin fever, | |
| It' s driving me insane | |
| Dodo, Pirate, Lew Zealand: | |
| We' ve got cabin fever | |
| We' re flipping our bandanas | |
| We' ve stuck at sea so long that we have simply gone bananas | |
| Spotted Dick, Lew Zealand, Mr. Bitte: | |
| We' ve got cabin fever, we' ve lost what sense we had | |
| We' ve got cabin fever we' re all going mad! | |
| Pirates: | |
| My sanity is hanging by a thread, | |
| Since we' re going nowhere, I' ve thought out of my head. | |
| We were sailing, sailing | |
| Over the bounty way | |
| Lew Zealand: | |
| ... and now we' re not | |
| Jaques Roach: | |
| Grab yer partners by the ears, | |
| Lash ' em to the wheel. | |
| Docy does step on their toes, | |
| Listen to them squeal! | |
| Hold them left, hold them right, | |
| It' s time to sail our sea. | |
| Swing yer partner over the side | |
| And drop ' im in the drink! | |
| Female Frackle: | |
| We' ve got cabin fever, | |
| Calico: | |
| No ifs, ands or buts, | |
| Female Frackle: | |
| We' re disoriented | |
| Calico: | |
| And demented, | |
| Both: | |
| And a little nuts! | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Ach nor beaver, | |
| Volkswagen car | |
| Goat: | |
| yodel ae ee hee | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Sour braut, en hunder schnitzen | |
| Dodo: | |
| yodel eh eh hoo | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Unt is vunderbarr. | |
| Short Stack Stevens, Calico Jerry, Easy Pete, Blackeye Pea: | |
| We were sailing, sailing, | |
| The wind was on our side, | |
| Real Old Tom: | |
| ... but then it died. | |
| Spotted Dick: | |
| I' ve got cabin fever, | |
| I think I lost my grip | |
| Mr. Bitte: | |
| I' d like to get my hands on, | |
| Whoever wrote this script! | |
| Cactus: | |
| Si! | |
| Angel Marie: | |
| I was floating in a tropic moon, | |
| And dreaming of a blue lagoon, | |
| Now I' m as crazy as a loon. | |
| All: | |
| Cabin fever has grabbed us all aboard, | |
| This once fine vessel has become a floating psyco ward. | |
| We were sailing, sailing, | |
| Heading who knows where! | |
| And now though we' re all here, | |
| We' re not all there! | |
| Cabin fever, aah. |
| Pirate: | |
| I got cabin fever, | |
| It' s burning in my brain | |
| Mudwell: | |
| I got cabin fever, | |
| It' s driving me insane | |
| Dodo, Pirate, Lew Zealand: | |
| We' ve got cabin fever | |
| We' re flipping our bandanas | |
| We' ve stuck at sea so long that we have simply gone bananas | |
| Spotted Dick, Lew Zealand, Mr. Bitte: | |
| We' ve got cabin fever, we' ve lost what sense we had | |
| We' ve got cabin fever we' re all going mad! | |
| Pirates: | |
| My sanity is hanging by a thread, | |
| Since we' re going nowhere, I' ve thought out of my head. | |
| We were sailing, sailing | |
| Over the bounty way | |
| Lew Zealand: | |
| ... and now we' re not | |
| Jaques Roach: | |
| Grab yer partners by the ears, | |
| Lash ' em to the wheel. | |
| Docy does step on their toes, | |
| Listen to them squeal! | |
| Hold them left, hold them right, | |
| It' s time to sail our sea. | |
| Swing yer partner over the side | |
| And drop ' im in the drink! | |
| Female Frackle: | |
| We' ve got cabin fever, | |
| Calico: | |
| No ifs, ands or buts, | |
| Female Frackle: | |
| We' re disoriented | |
| Calico: | |
| And demented, | |
| Both: | |
| And a little nuts! | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Ach nor beaver, | |
| Volkswagen car | |
| Goat: | |
| yodel ae ee hee | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Sour braut, en hunder schnitzen | |
| Dodo: | |
| yodel eh eh hoo | |
| Begoony and Dodo: | |
| Unt is vunderbarr. | |
| Short Stack Stevens, Calico Jerry, Easy Pete, Blackeye Pea: | |
| We were sailing, sailing, | |
| The wind was on our side, | |
| Real Old Tom: | |
| ... but then it died. | |
| Spotted Dick: | |
| I' ve got cabin fever, | |
| I think I lost my grip | |
| Mr. Bitte: | |
| I' d like to get my hands on, | |
| Whoever wrote this script! | |
| Cactus: | |
| Sí! | |
| Angel Marie: | |
| I was floating in a tropic moon, | |
| And dreaming of a blue lagoon, | |
| Now I' m as crazy as a loon. | |
| All: | |
| Cabin fever has grabbed us all aboard, | |
| This once fine vessel has become a floating psyco ward. | |
| We were sailing, sailing, | |
| Heading who knows where! | |
| And now though we' re all here, | |
| We' re not all there! | |
| Cabin fever, aah. |