We are friends
You are my brother
You are my sister
I wish I could do this out of the goodness of my heart
But a man has to live
And I have to pay others
Then there’s overheads
Your life traded for your life savings
Think of the land of milk and honey
Of money for nothing
Of handsome, friendly locals
They will take care of you
A house, cash, a job, freedom
Under cover of darkness
You don’t know who’s watching
I am sacrificing myself for you, my brother, my sister
My fine boat - she is my pride and joy
Set sail
Fair winds and Godspeed
And if you don’t make it
If you drown
What is that to me?
I have your money
I hold hope in my hand
I can spin tales with my slippery tongue
I have plenty more waiting like you
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