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Drink ('Til We Die)
02:50
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In a rowdy fucking tavern
On the outskirts of Tortuga
Lives a fair and comely maiden
With a heart of Spanish gold
I asked her would she take
My extended hook in marriage?
With a blunderbuss she relayed
her thoughts of our true matrimony
We’ll drink ‘til we die
We’ll pillage and plunder
We’ll sink in the sky
We’ll pass the bottle round
We’ll drink ‘til we die
We’ll dance through the night
They won’t take us alive
So pass the bottle ‘round
Drink
In the back room of a brothel
In the backstreets of Port Royal
Lives a fair and comely maiden...
(Aye, if you’ve necked two pints of rum!)
I asked her would she take
My extensive salty cargo
She cleared her throat and she said
“My God!”
“Can’t you see me vessels full?”
We’ll drink ‘til we die
We’ll pillage and plunder
We’ll sink in the sky
We’ll pass the bottle round
We’ll drink ‘til we die
We’ll dance through the night
They won’t take us alive
So pass the bottle ‘round
Drink
Now tethered in the dockyard
Lies a most expansive maiden
All curves and buried treasures
Aye, volumious booty!
I asked her would she mind
If I shipped aboard her poopdeck?
She cried “Of course! Now climb aboard!”
“And chart this briny deep!”
We’ll drink ‘til we die
We’ll pillage and plunder
We’ll sink in the sky
We’ll pass the bottle round
We’ll drink ‘til we die
We’ll dance through the night
They won’t take us alive
So pass the bottle ‘round
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2. |
Pass Me The Rum
03:13
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We drink our ales together lads
To pillage and to plunder
The Spaniards and the Englishmen
That we have cut asunder
All those who we’ve served our time
That lay beneath the waves
And all those that we’ve fought against
That writhe now in their graves
We salute all of the fallen
We piss on those that stand
Hoist the colours
Trim the sails
And rove to better lands
So bring me the wenches
And pass me the rum
We’ll fight and fuck
And cut and curse
Until the night is done!
And we drink our rum together lads
In a tavern soaked with blood
To all the rotten bastards
That we’ve trampled in the mud
All those who we’ve served our time
That lay beneath the waves
And all those that we’ve fought against
That writhe now in their graves
We salute all of the fallen
We piss on those that stand
Hoist the colours
Trim the sails
And rove to better lands
Yo Ho Ho
And a bottle of rum
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3. |
All For Rum
03:59
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Well a man needs rum
Like a ship needs the sea
Like the sparrow needs the sky
Like the whores need me
Any pleasure of life
Don't compare can't you see?
To being good and drunk and free!
And it's all for rum
And rum for all!
All for rum
And rum for all!
So we raise our glasses
And watch them fall
All for rum
And rum for all
And it's rum for young
And rum for old
Rum for weak
And rum for strong!
Rum for the drunk
Facedown on the floor
Rum for the Captain's whore!
And it's all for rum
And rum for all!
All for rum
And rum for all!
So we raise our glasses
And watch them fall
All for rum
And rum for all
But when the last drop is drunk
And the rum's all gone
The sky turns dark
And your face forlorn
Four horsemen appear
Herald death 'cross the land
'Til the saviour leans down
With a bottle in his hand!
And it's rum for all!
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4. |
Dead Men (Tell No Tales)
05:15
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Well a good wench she won’t
Turn you in tomorrow
She won’t share your bed
Then whistle for the law
Well a good lass she’ll stand at your side
With blunderbuss and cutlass high
The navy better run for their fucking lives!
Well I’m not the only one
With a weapon in my pants
But I’m never gonna quit
‘Til your booty’s in my hands
Slide down the mainsail
And what do I see?
A peg-leg woman
Come walkin’ up to me
She screams “No Quarter!”
And I’ll not fail
Dead Men tell no tales
Well a tavern wench has always got her assets
She won’t pilfer coins
Nor water down the rum
Well a good lass
She just lets it flow
The taps will turn
‘Til the morning comes
This tavern’s gonna rock
The fucking world!
Well I’m not the only one
With a weapon in my pants
But I’m never gonna quit
‘Til your booty’s in my hands
Slide down the mainsail
And what do I see?
A peg-leg woman
Come walkin’ up to me
She screams “No Quarter!”
And I’ll not fail
Dead Men tell no tales
Well a lady pirate
Has to be a warrior
Sending broken hearts
To Davey Jones
Well the pirate’s life’s
The life for her
God help the men
That hold her down
She'll smash and burn
Then blow this fucking town!
Well I’m not the only one
With a weapon in my pants
But I’m never gonna quit
‘Til your booty’s in my hands
Slide down the mainsail
And what do I see?
A peg-leg woman
Come walkin’ up to me
She screams “No Quarter!”
And I’ll not fail
Dead Men tell no tales
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5. |
On Our Knees
03:48
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When the drink like a candle
Melts through your insides
As campfires pass the burden
To the morning sunlight
The piled pale bodies
Stretch across the shoreline
Yes this is the life
We are fighting for!
A fair maidens breath
Caresses your chest
Her soft golden tresses
In scarred arms do rest
But the coins are all gone
And your lies are well worn
Oh now you must find
A great ship to sail on
Our life here is hard
But we do as we please
The justice is rough
But the love here is free
Send the dogs of old England
To snap at my feet
If they catch me out here
They won’t find me
On my knees
We toil in the belly
Of a great wooden beast
The Devil’s Revenge
Tastes forever sweet
Now the winds they do howl
And the black seas do foam
And onward and onward
And onward we go...
A fair maidens breath
Escapes to the sky
Screams tangled in rigging
Her old husband dies
As despite all our warnings
They chose to defy
And now up to heaven
Their black souls will rise
Our life here is hard
But we do as we please
The justice is rough
But the love here is free
Send the dogs of old England
To snap at my feet
If they catch me out here
They won’t find me
On my knees
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6. |
Sea Of Fire
04:08
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A crew of cursed pirates we be
Sailing on a rotting sea
Our flesh it hangs but loose and free
Salted, pickled, fly-blown
We had our chance to chart our course
Avoid the wrath of many gods
We chose to spit and curse and worse
Upon our many tidings
Now soft repose and pleasant dreams
Remember me between yer screams
And let my soul roam loose and free
While manacles constrain me
And all the damned
They hear me words
And none more welcome
Than yerselves
See your rotten souls in hell
Sail the sea of fire
Toured the whores of Port Royal
Shared the spoils of Spanish Gold
But damn yer eyes there just ain’t no
Release for our desires!
My respects to all those under thee
They’ll topple you before they’ll kneel
As my face it grinds unto the keel
You’ll dance the hempen jig, friend
Now speak me of your tidings, Kidd
Remind me of the life ye’ve led
Remember what’s to lose and beg
Me mercy for yer women
The Captain’s head hangs
From the mast
He’s raped and killed and boozed his last
Took all but a cannon blast
To sever soul from body
And all the damned
They hear me words
And none more welcome
Than yerselves
See your rotten souls in hell
Sail the sea of fire
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