from No Fixed Abode
http://www.myspace.com/music/player?sid=82649388&ac=now


HEADING WEST
(Lyrics: Dean/Walsh 2011)

The captain, Edward Smith, he called down below.
He said, "Fire all the boilers, boys, it's off to New York we go!"
Twenty-three knots was our top speed,
As we raced into the night.
No-one saw the devil, as he cut us deep inside.
And the captain cried, "We're the biggest and the best.
Fire up the boilers, boys, we're heading west,
Yes, we're heading west!"
On April the fifteenth, 1912

She finally fell away to rest, over two miles down.
She was the pride and joy, the flagship of the White Line,
3 million rivets meant to last for all time.
And the captain cried, "We're the biggest and the best.
Fire up the boilers, boys, we're heading west."
And the Carpathia picked up the distress calls from MGY it said
"Please, please come and save us or two thousand plus souls will die!"
And the captain cried, "We're the biggest and the best.
Fire up the boilers, boys, we're heading west."
And the captain cried, "We're the biggest and the best.
Fire up the boilers, boys, we're heading west,
We're heading west,
Now we're heading west!"