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Alestorm

Gather round and listen
As I tell you now this tale
The grim legacy of the pirates three
And how their lives ceased to be
I’ll tell ye now of redrum
Theginger commodore
He got a case of thescurvy rot
And then that bastards was no more

This the tale of Captain Crashride
By his crew, condemned and damned
And as if this wasn’t bad enouggh
They replaced him with a baldy man
Now his ghost haunts the sea
Eternally he’s doomed to wander
Mayhaps you’ll hear his deathly cry
"Come on son, buy a honda!"

To the end of time we will sail the seas
With cutlasses in hand
We’ll terrorize the land
Tough the hands offate may sttrike us down
We’ll fight til we fall
Swashbucklers til we die

This is the tale of Admiral Nobeard
The fattest pirate in the west
He’s never seen his balls before
And he needs abra to hold his breasts
Feared by friend and foe alike
No sword nor gun could wound his flesh
But one day he met his fate
"It was on a pretzel he choked to death