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Sir Bodsworth Rugglesby III - Klaatu

Well do you get the itching to

Trek about the latitudes you do

Likely you're a chip

Off old Sir rugglesby

Well he was quite a sporting sort

Behind his cup o'tea he'd snort

I'll wager on the line

Ten thousand pounds and five

I'm the only man who'll ever get to

Hell and come back alive

Now in the fall of forty nine

He skipped across the seven brine this time

Looking for a berth in naval history

T'was never heard nor seen again

Never seen agein

Officially presumed as dead

But the words he left behind

Still echoed through my mind

I'm the only man who'll ever get to

Hell and come back alive

He's the only man who'd ever get to

Hell and come back alive

So

So of you win her only world

Then one night

While tripping down the english coast

The moon was whiter than a ghost almost

When I heard a voice yell through a megaphone

And there upon

And there upon the midnight sea

A signal lamp signaled me

I could feel me blood run cold

As the message did decode

I'm the only man who's ever been to

Hell and come back alive

Well who else could it be

But good old rugglesby

He's the only man could ever get to

Hell and come back alive

Yes he's the only man who's

He's the only one

Ever gone and been to

Who's been and gone

To hell and come back

Hell and come back

Oh to Hell and come back alive

Only one that you

To hell and come back

To hell and come back

To hell and come back

The only one that you