"Queen Of The Blue Sea" genre: General Latin
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	A fast ballad about a bunch of Mediterranean pirates. I wouldn't even know what the Spanish name for this music is, but I would suspect it's a Flamengo. I'll correct this when I find out for sure.
	CD: Sent To Coventry   Label: Implant Records, Coventry, 1994 Credits: Steve Jaqvaar: Guitar and Vocals
	Story Behind the Song Man...these sub-genres are giving me such a headache. When I lived in Greece there were only two genres, "ours" and "foreign". I was obviously under "foreign" hehe... So is this song. Incidentally, this was the original "Bohaliland Blues" song. It gave me and Graeme the idea for the record company's name. Lyrics With no land in the horizon We were playing cards on the deck With a Spaniard called Jose Who had joined the crew in Brighton Said he was Catalan in fact God knows how he got on board with all us rats We had drunk up all the loot In some tavern in Valetta I'd exchanged mine for a flute Which I gave to a pretty girl much later Her skin was darker than Yusuf's We all thought she was a queen Queen of the Blue Sea... The Phoenician sun was hot "it's a Chinese water torture" Said the soldier, private Hughes, But he knew Spain would be nothing like the brochure "Life is sweet" I told him, "Just like a cup of tea". "Yeah, sure mate, the way YOU have it but not me!" But anyway, then the water ran out Then it started pouring in Then the winds blew off the mast And then it was calm again; Till we're stranded in Bohalia Sent a message in a bottle -it's the sort of thing you do- and then, when the Ostria blew We sailed off to wherever it might take us ...or break us. We had drunk up all the loot In some tavern in Valetta I'd exchanged mine for a flute Which I gave to a pretty girl much later Yes, we all thought she was a queen The Queen of the Blue Sea. ... On night, the Spaniard mutinied And to the dungeons he was led He was arguing with his parrot Over who would have the last crumbs of bread When the captain said: "Next water-stop in Bristol" And the sky was getting dark So he drew out his pistol And pointed it at his wet heart Next dawn we fed him to the sharks. We had drunk up all the loot In some tavern in Valetta I'd exchanged mine for a fiddle Which I gave to a crippled man much later In some crowded pub in Bristol Got some water and a pistol Roamed off searching for Janine, Ended up in a Swiss monastery... ... I heard Hughes is now "Mr.Hughes" He's the owner of the Moulen Rouge And Yusuf got married to a queen The Queen of the Blue Sea...

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