Theres nothing more that a pirate loves best Than coming across a magnificent chest But digging a hole's just the start of the task The real quest is getting inside of the cask Unsheathing your weapon to open the locks And finding the treasure inside of the box In right stormy waters, through night and through day, 'till the poop deck is covered with salty white spray.
Woah-oh You don't want to end up shipwrecked. Woah-oh I'm questing upon the poop deck. Woah-oh You'd be better off watching star trek Woah-oh I'm questing upon the poop deck
Sailing the red sea's a dangerous duty But there's more than one way to plunder a booty Plunging your sword through a gaping axe wound You'd be better to wait until the new moon If you are brave you can sail round the back By rowing your ship through a forbidden crack By dropping your anchor in murkier waters, you can be sure you'll have no sons or daughters.
Woah-oh You don't want to end up shipwrecked Woah-oh You're questing upon the poop deck Woah-oh This song is a pain in the neck Woah-oh You're questing upon the poop deck
Woah-oh I don't want to end up shipwrecked Woah-oh I'm questing upon the poop deck Woah-oh This song's not about anal sex Woah-oh Woah-oh Woah I'm questing upon the poop deckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
