High Side

The sheep appear in the field
There's fire in their eyes
They thirst for blood and
Another vessel dies
A twenty knot gust shakes the main
The boom creaks and quivers
Above the roaring of the storm
And the splintering of timber

Get yer scurvy ass on the high side!
Bow is crashing down
Slipping underneath the tide
We're going to run aground

Uhh!

A mighty gust steals the mast
Me mateys scream with terror
So many like this in the past
Oh, it's not fair
A tentacle appears
Knocking barrels far and wide
I'm slipping on the rum and beer
Into the moonlight sky

Get yer scurvy ass on the high side!
Bow is crashing down
Slipping underneath the tide
We'll never be found
Stars above are our guide
In this vast, endless night
But through the storm, we will ride
With courage as our light

Tempest!
Tempest!

(Down, down, down)

Down, down, down

Down! Drown! Down! Drown!
Down! Drown! Down! Drown!
Down! Drown! Down! Drown!
Down! Drown! Down! Drown!
Down! Drown!

Kraken!



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Aaron Loomis
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