All Aboard
All aboard you reprobates
Get your asses in motion
Lets break down the gates
We'll sail up the coastline
We'll hit every port
We'll sleep with the sunrise
Our time it is short
We'll make a mess of Baltimore
We come for the crab cakes
But stay for the whores
We'll search the Jersey pines
Won't come back to the boat
Until we've captured that devil
Send Hell a ransom note
All aboard you vile men
We took our vacations
Now we're at it again
We'll sail up the coastline
Until we hit the ice
We'll turn the ship around
And we'll hit em all twice
We'll plunder Nantucket
We'll fill our jar
We'll skip over Boston
They are crazier than we are
Step lightly through Salem
We don't mess with witches
We've tried it before
Now we're all superstitious
All aboard you scalawags
Get your asses in motion
Lets raise up the flags
We drink when we're hungry
The drink we like best
Part rum, one part whiskey
Puts hair on your chest
Good we've got it good
Yeah we got it so damn good
Livin' our worst lives the best that we could
Yeah we've got it good
But we ain't good men
We're gonna get what we deserve
In the next life
We'll take a share of Prince Edward's Gold
Saint John, he is calling
But it's getting pretty cold
They pick up our tracks in Halifax
So we split for the south
And we never look back
All aboard you heartless men
We've all had our fun
Now lets lay low again
We've pissed off the navy
We've cussed out the moon
We've yet met the locker
But guess we will soon
Get your asses in motion
Lets break down the gates
We'll sail up the coastline
We'll hit every port
We'll sleep with the sunrise
Our time it is short
We'll make a mess of Baltimore
We come for the crab cakes
But stay for the whores
We'll search the Jersey pines
Won't come back to the boat
Until we've captured that devil
Send Hell a ransom note
All aboard you vile men
We took our vacations
Now we're at it again
We'll sail up the coastline
Until we hit the ice
We'll turn the ship around
And we'll hit em all twice
We'll plunder Nantucket
We'll fill our jar
We'll skip over Boston
They are crazier than we are
Step lightly through Salem
We don't mess with witches
We've tried it before
Now we're all superstitious
All aboard you scalawags
Get your asses in motion
Lets raise up the flags
We drink when we're hungry
The drink we like best
Part rum, one part whiskey
Puts hair on your chest
Good we've got it good
Yeah we got it so damn good
Livin' our worst lives the best that we could
Yeah we've got it good
But we ain't good men
We're gonna get what we deserve
In the next life
We'll take a share of Prince Edward's Gold
Saint John, he is calling
But it's getting pretty cold
They pick up our tracks in Halifax
So we split for the south
And we never look back
All aboard you heartless men
We've all had our fun
Now lets lay low again
We've pissed off the navy
We've cussed out the moon
We've yet met the locker
But guess we will soon
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Doyle
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