Lost Comrades
I bring tragic news of the deckhand!
How did he die?
He fell from the mast
Better him than I!
Took a belaying pin to the spine as he fell
And his head hit the deck with a splash (hahahahaha)
The cabin boy's soiled his bunk now!
How did he die?
Clenching a wound in his gut
Better him than I!
He was courtin' some whore that he met on the shore
'Til her father he had them both shot (hahaha)
Oh
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore (HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
Hark! The carpenter's finished!
How did he die?
A nine-pounder fell on his head
Better him than I!
He was mending the hull when it bashed in his skull
And he sank down onto the seabed (hahahahaha)
The gunmaster's gone from the roster!
How did he die?
The sirens lured him to the deep
Better him than I!
With their seductive grace and a slimy embrace
They hacked him apart in his sleep (hahaha)
Oh
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore. (HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
Through hardship and pain, we've each slowly gained
A small fortune of sadness and loss
Though here we remain
Free from our chains
Yet to be slain
We'll never betray this life that we've made
No matter the borders we cross
And what we have gained
We'll take to our graves
What the hell happened to Polly?!
How did they die?
Nesting in death's sweet caress
Better them than I!
Stripped of every feather and turned into leather
Now our mighty crew is one less (hahahahaha)
Has anyone seen Dagoberto?!
I'm fucking right here!
I found all his shit in my bunk
Hey fuck you! That's mine!
Guess he slit his own throat at the back of the boat
(being murdered noises)
On his whiskey we're all gettin' drunk
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore (HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
Oh
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore (HUP HEY!)
We'll each have another drink more (HUB HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
How did he die?
He fell from the mast
Better him than I!
Took a belaying pin to the spine as he fell
And his head hit the deck with a splash (hahahahaha)
The cabin boy's soiled his bunk now!
How did he die?
Clenching a wound in his gut
Better him than I!
He was courtin' some whore that he met on the shore
'Til her father he had them both shot (hahaha)
Oh
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore (HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
Hark! The carpenter's finished!
How did he die?
A nine-pounder fell on his head
Better him than I!
He was mending the hull when it bashed in his skull
And he sank down onto the seabed (hahahahaha)
The gunmaster's gone from the roster!
How did he die?
The sirens lured him to the deep
Better him than I!
With their seductive grace and a slimy embrace
They hacked him apart in his sleep (hahaha)
Oh
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore. (HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
Through hardship and pain, we've each slowly gained
A small fortune of sadness and loss
Though here we remain
Free from our chains
Yet to be slain
We'll never betray this life that we've made
No matter the borders we cross
And what we have gained
We'll take to our graves
What the hell happened to Polly?!
How did they die?
Nesting in death's sweet caress
Better them than I!
Stripped of every feather and turned into leather
Now our mighty crew is one less (hahahahaha)
Has anyone seen Dagoberto?!
I'm fucking right here!
I found all his shit in my bunk
Hey fuck you! That's mine!
Guess he slit his own throat at the back of the boat
(being murdered noises)
On his whiskey we're all gettin' drunk
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore (HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
Oh
Sing out your hearts to lost comrades in arms
They'll grace the mess table no more (More booze for us!)
But each casualty means more gold left for me
So let's drink to more bloodshed and gore (HUP HEY!)
We'll each have another drink more (HUB HUP HEY!)
We'll drink like we'll never reach shore (HUB HUP HEY!)
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