It’s a damn tough life full of toil and strife
We Perrymen undergo
And we don’t give a damn when the day is done
How hard the solar winds blow
Cause we’re homeward bound from the Stanton round
With a good ship, full and free
And we won’t give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls of Old Levski
Who’s asking?
Who’s asking?
Who’s asking?