Yarr! Yer a step short of crossin' the line, lad.
One more and ye'll be 900 ft deep.

Yarr! Drink grog! Raise sails!
You're on my ship now,
So walk! The plank, then dive!
Down to your death,
There's no need for pageantry,
No need to pretend to be,
We're pirates in a world of fools,
Bilgewater gods with no rules,

Better we live on the seas, than die the coward's way,
No potassium for the scurvy, but it's gonna be 'K',
A legion of pirates, we need no disguise,
We plunder and pillage, I'm red in the eye,
Drunkenly slaughter, so many will die,
Me roger is jolly, I'm letting it fly,
An ocean of treasure we see, and it's ours for the taking,
Crossbones are flying, there can be no mistaking,
Contesting our might, then you better believe,
With me at the helm, you are going to bleed,
We live for the danger, we live for the thrill,
Kill, drink, kill!

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Time for us to set sail,
We'll fight till we're drowning in ale,
From starboard to port, come with me,
Through ten thousand leagues on the sea,

(chorus)
Yarr! Drink grog! Raise sails!
You're on my ship now,
So walk! The plank, then dive!
Down to your death,
There's no need for pageantry,
No need to pretend to be,
We're pirates in a world of fools,
Bilgewater gods with no rules,

See the scurvy dogs glance upon us and run,
Never cease the journey till we're swimming in rum,
Yer seeking to parley, engage in our fun,
Or critically lie at the end of a gun,
Inhaling and wheezing your struggling breaths,
The cannons are blazing and raining your death,
You can scream and beg and whine till your blood fills the skies,
I've got a present on me for you, it's a bullet, surprise,
There's nothing to ponder, just journey with me,
Adventure and treasure all over the seas,
We live for the danger, we live for the thrill,
Kill, drink, kill!

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