The Drift - Running Wild

Pavement’s all wet — there’s fog in the streets

Despite that, a weathered shield just appears

Mysterious search is finally done now

That mystical place you heard of for years

Foggy nights and outrageous stories

Sailors yarn right all the way

Rascals and seamen and loose girls drop by

The smokescreen is reaching its high

Legends of raids — hidden treasures and fate

At a sinister dive called «The Drift» — called «The Drift»

One Legged Sam knows what you’ve been through

A journey of madness 'till the «The Drift» found you too

Foggy nights and outrageous stories

Sailors yarn right all the way

Rascals and seamen and loose girls drop by

The smokescreen is reaching its high

Legends of raids — hidden treasures and fate

At a sinister dive called «The Drift» — called «The Drift»

Foggy nights and outrageous stories

Sailors yarn right all the way

Rascals and seamen and loose girls drop by

The smokescreen is reaching its high

Legends of raids — hidden treasures and fate

At a sinister dive called «The Drift»

Tobacco and pipes and the dark candle lights

So outlaws are taking their hide

Draught beer and rum and dark shanties are sung

At a sinister dive called «The Drift» — called «The Drift»