The Battle of Cape Fear River
In 1718, they cornered Edward Teach
And blew his fucking head right off on Ocracoke Beach
Blackbeard was a pirate, tough as old boots
Sailing around the seven seas, the queen's men in pursuit
They caught him off guard, while he was drinking rum
Get engaged him with their battleships and guns
Well Blackbeard looked unshaken, he took a swig of grog
"It's gonna take much more than that to stop this salty dog"
But in his heart he knew, that in this foreign land
He'd go to battle one last time and make his final stand
He looked to the sky
The Jolly Roger raised up high
Four words he did say
I'm a fucking pirate
I'm a fucking pirate king, ahoy!
I'm a fucking pirate
Blackbeard is my name and piracy is my game
Many years he'd searched, for evil magic famed
And found an ancient Voodoo Queen, bewitchment was her game
He knew his days were numbered, and soon his time would come
By cannonball, or flintlock, or shotgun in the bum
With evil on his side, he set forth once again
Knowing that no force on earth could stop him or his men
And when his death would come, unleashed would be her spell
And he would claim his throne as the Zombie King of Hell
A gleam in his eye
His cutlass took those bastards' lives
He said the words once more
I'm a fucking pirate
I'm a fucking pirate king, ahoy!
I'm a fucking pirate
Blackbeard is my name and soon I will rise again
In 1718, they cornered Edward Teach
And blew his fucking head right off on Ocracoke Beach
His body hit the floor and Blackbeard was no more
But from the grave he rose again, a pirate ghost of war
I'm a fucking pirate
I'm a fucking pirate ghost, ahoy!
I'm a fucking pirate
I've risen from the dead
And I'll shoot you in the head, hey!
I'm a fucking pirate ghost!
I'm a fucking pirate ghost!
I'm a fucking ghost!
And blew his fucking head right off on Ocracoke Beach
Blackbeard was a pirate, tough as old boots
Sailing around the seven seas, the queen's men in pursuit
They caught him off guard, while he was drinking rum
Get engaged him with their battleships and guns
Well Blackbeard looked unshaken, he took a swig of grog
"It's gonna take much more than that to stop this salty dog"
But in his heart he knew, that in this foreign land
He'd go to battle one last time and make his final stand
He looked to the sky
The Jolly Roger raised up high
Four words he did say
I'm a fucking pirate
I'm a fucking pirate king, ahoy!
I'm a fucking pirate
Blackbeard is my name and piracy is my game
Many years he'd searched, for evil magic famed
And found an ancient Voodoo Queen, bewitchment was her game
He knew his days were numbered, and soon his time would come
By cannonball, or flintlock, or shotgun in the bum
With evil on his side, he set forth once again
Knowing that no force on earth could stop him or his men
And when his death would come, unleashed would be her spell
And he would claim his throne as the Zombie King of Hell
A gleam in his eye
His cutlass took those bastards' lives
He said the words once more
I'm a fucking pirate
I'm a fucking pirate king, ahoy!
I'm a fucking pirate
Blackbeard is my name and soon I will rise again
In 1718, they cornered Edward Teach
And blew his fucking head right off on Ocracoke Beach
His body hit the floor and Blackbeard was no more
But from the grave he rose again, a pirate ghost of war
I'm a fucking pirate
I'm a fucking pirate ghost, ahoy!
I'm a fucking pirate
I've risen from the dead
And I'll shoot you in the head, hey!
I'm a fucking pirate ghost!
I'm a fucking pirate ghost!
I'm a fucking ghost!
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Bowes, Lasse Lammert, Michael Barber
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