作词 : Nick Cave/Blixa Bargeld
 作曲 : Nick Cave/Blixa Bargeld
The Captain's fore arm like bunched up rope
With A N I T A wrigglin' free on a skull'n'dagger
And a portrait of Christ nailed to an anchor
Etched into his upper
O o o o o' Cabin Fever
O o o' Cabin Fever
Slams his f**ken tin dish down
Our Captain takes time to crush
Some Bloo Bottles glowin in his gruel
With a lump in his throat and lumpy mush
Thumbing a scrapbook stuck up with clag
And a morbid lump of Love in his flags
Done is the Missing now all that remain
Is so sail forever upon the stain stain stain
O o' Cabin Fever O o o' Cabin Fever
Right Cabin Fever Cabin Fever
The captain's free hand is a cleaver
Which he fashions his beard n' he rations his jerkey
And carves his peg outa the finest mahagony
Or was it Ebony
Or was it Ebony
O o o'
O o o'
Tallies up his loneliness notch by notch
'Cause the sea offers nuthin for anchor to hold or touch
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Notch by notch winter by winter
Now his leg is whittled right down to a splinter
O o Cabin Fever O o o Cabin Fever
O the rollin sea keep still rollin on
The rollin sea keep still rollin on
She's everywhere now that she's gone
She's everywhere now that she's gone
Gone Gone Gone
O Cabin Fever
Welcome to his table Beloved Unconscious
Raisin her host of hair from her crooks
And strugglin to summony one of her looks
His arm now like coiled s s s snakes
Snakes snakes snakes snakes snakes snakes snakes
Whips all the bottles that he's drunken
Like crystal skittles about the cabin
Of a ship they'd been sailing
Of a ship they'd been sailing
Of a ship they'd been sailing
Five years sunken
O five years sunken