So they’d like to know about the explosion—
They were in a boat, then the explosion.

Rocked the boat, it rocked the boat, navy
Rocked the boat—sank the boat it’s over.
Rocked the boat—in lifeboat it’s wavy. . .
Rocking boat.

Ever since the Second War began,
Folks much less willing
To sail in the rush of the wind.
There is harm to be had in a war-roiling sea,
Even quiet places like harbors
Can be quite deadly.

Their sunken ship is under the ocean;
They were sailing, then a sharp blow
Punched them and caused commotion.

So they’d like to know about the explosion
Put them in a lifeboat on the ocean.

This rotten boat, this rotten boat’s wavy,
Rotten boat—hope it don’t tip over,
Rocked big boat was wrought by the navy,
Rocked the boat.

Inside the lifeboat there is a storm,
Or should I say “sturm und drang”
Because guess who’s aboard?
It is a member of the submarine crew
The rest are pretty pissed, that’s clear. . .
Must decide what to do.

No love lost for this dick whose explosion
Sank their ship and all its cargo
And got them all lifeboatin’.