Album: Liquor and Whores

Cast off ye cutthroats at the break of the day
Hoist up the mainsail, we'll get under way
Man all the cannons, stand fast at the wheel
Ready your charges and sharpen your steel

We're salty and swarthy, a murderous lot
We're born to the sea where we'll live die and rot
By history we'll tell of the foul deeds we've done
Of great masted ships and sea battles we've won

And they'll all turn tail and flee
From the terror of the seven seas

The English and Spanish, they want us all dead
They've pasted that bounty on every man's head
We'll target their merchants, replenish our stores
Then send them back home to bring us some more

We'll sail right upon them like ghosts in the night
And some of them might even try for a fight
But it's pirates they fear and pirates we be
And we'll send them that fight to the depths of the sea

And they'll all turn tail and flee
From the terror of the seven seas

Armadas can't save 'em, we know the sea well
With cannons ablaze we're a vision from hell
With cutlass and pistol we'll storm o'er the rails
And hang all the dead from the masts and the sails

We'll plunder their riches and free all their slaves
We'll send most the crew to a watery grave
But we'll leave some alive as a warning decree
Against running afoul of the terror at sea

And they'll all turn tail and flee
From the terror of the seven seas

And they'll all turn tail and flee
From the terror of the seven seas

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