Red Peppers Songtext
von Noël Coward

Has Anybody Seen Our Ship?

What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
So the saying goes
We′re not tight but we're none too bright
Great Scott! I don′t suppose!
We've lost our way
And we've lost our pay
And to make the thing complete
We′ve been and gone and lost the bloomin′ fleet!


Has anybody seen our ship?
The HMS Peculiar
We've been on shore
For a month or more
And when we see the Captain we shall get ′what for'
Heave ho, me hearties
Sing Glory Hallelujah
A lady bold as she could be
Pinched our whistles at ′The Golden Key'
Now we′re in between the devil and the deep blue sea
Has anybody seen our ship?

What's to be done with the girls on shore
Who lead our tars astray?
What's to be done with the drinks galore
That make them pass away?
We got wet ears
From our first five beers
After that we lost control
And now we find we′re up the blinking pole!

Has anybody seen our ship?
The HMS Disgusting
We′ve three guns aft
And another one fore
And they've promised us a funnel for the next world war
Heave ho, me hearties
The quarterdeck needs dusting
We had a binge last Christmas year
Nice plum puddings and a round of beer
But the Captain pulled his cracker and we cried, ′Oh dear!'
Has anybody seen our ship?


Has anybody seen our ship?
The HMS Suggestive
She sailed away
Across the bay
And we haven′t had a smell of her since New Year's Day
Heave ho, me hearties
We′re getting rather restive
We've pooled our money, spent the lot
The world forgetting by the world forgot
Now we haven't got a penny for the you know what!
Has anybody seen our
Anybody seen our
Anybody seen our ship?

Men About Town

We′re two chaps who find it thrilling
To do the killing
We′re always willing
To give the girls a treat

Just a drink at the Ritz
Call it double or quits
Then we fell the world is at our feet

Top hats
White spats
Look devine on us
There's a shine on us
Get a line on us
When we come your way

′Gad! Eleven o'clock
Let′s pop in to the Troc
'Ere we start the business of the day

As we stroll down Picc - Piccadilly

As we stroll down Picc - Piccadilly
In the bright morning air
All the girls stand and stare
We′re so nonchalant
And frightfully debonair

As we chat to Rose, Maud or Lilly
You should see the way their boyfriends frown
For they know without a doubt
That their lucks right out
Up against a couple of men about town

As we stroll down Picc - Piccadilly
All the girls say, 'Who's here?
Put your hats straight, my dear
For its Marmaduke and Percy Vere de Vere.′

As we doff hats
Each pretty filly gives a wink at us and then looks down
For they long with all their might
For a red hot night
When the see a couple of men about town