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(Sea Dawg)
Hands to yer halyards and batten down the hatches
Soon we'll be in range to turn that ship to ashes
Like a game of chess but the ocean's the table
I'm all in the wind and bring a spring upon her cable
Tighten yer grip, all hands about ship
Hot chain shot is what we're bout to transmit
From our guns to their mizzenmast fire a blast
Let 'em know they're outclassed and this day they won't last.
(Sea Dawg)
Let our ammunition fly, light up the sky
Don't stand by, make the enemy die
We fight ship 2 ship, equip my clip
Soon all their sailors gonna take a dip
(Cap D)
The Beats to the starboard, the helms to the larboard
Take our masts forward, she's never been harbored
Hard over on the wheel, prepare to ram
Shards for their keels, their lives be damned!
(Cap D)
Clear lashings from the guns, set stages for battle
We're dashing when we're done, bet cages we'll rattle
Make ready, aim steady, bos'n pipe to quarters
Stakes heavy, wakes deadly, roastin' wicks on mortars
Crouch if their cannons shook, scout for abandon crooks
Out with yer graplin hooks, shout when yer weight is took
Crawl, overhaul, on the deck where you'll brawl
Don't stall, make em fall, comin through like a squall
(Sea Dawg)
Let our ammunition fly, light up the sky
Don't stand by, make the enemy die
We fight ship 2 ship, equip my clip
Soon all their sailors gonna take a dip
(Cap D)
The Beats to the starboard, the helms to the larboard
Take our masts forward, she's never been harbored
Hard over on the wheel, prepare to ram
Shards for their keels, their lives be damned!
(Admirality)
We're going ship to ship, let the musket-balls rip
Our fingertips won't slip from the gat or the hatchet
Face the facts: it's a mother-*** boarding axe
You've got a galleon, and I'm gonna *** it
Gonna start some ***, from the stern to the bowsprit
'Cause that's how we roll in Her Majesty's Service
Tapping ship's biscuits to shake out the rat ***
I've got stabbing fever and you know yer gonna catch it
Gonna end your career as a buccaneer
You live in fear to be sheared by the spears of my privateers
Clear as the tears you've been shedding for years
Get in the beers 'cause we're here and our victory's near
(Sea Dawg)
Let our ammunition fly, light up the sky
Don't stand by, make the enemy die
We fight ship 2 ship, equip my clip
Soon all their sailors gonna take a dip
(Cap D)
The Beats to the starboard, the helms to the larboard
Take our masts forward, she's never been harbored
Hard over on the wheel, prepare to ram
Shards for their keels, their lives be damned!