Going To Paris - The Waterboys

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