capt_sparrow

so instead of bumming you all out with my aggervasion ill leave you with my pirate anthem

Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul

Yo oh heave ho

There are men whose hearts are as black as coal

Yo oh heave ho

And they sailed their ship cross the ocean blue

A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew

Its as dark a tale as was ever told

Of the lust for treasure and the love of gold

Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides

Yo oh heave ho

There are hungers as strong as the wind and tides

Yo oh heave ho

And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum

The devil himself would have to call them scum

Every man aboard would have killed his mate

For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight

A piece of eight! A piece of eight! five, six, seven, eight!

Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not right

Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight

Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware

When theres money in the ground theres murder in the air,

Murder in the air! One more time now!

Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones

Yo oh heave ho

There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones

Yo oh heave ho

When the mainsails set and the anchors weighed

Theres no turning back from any course thats laid

And when greed and villainy sail the sea

You can bet your boots therell be treachery treachery treachery...

1 beat oooh!

Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails

Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul

Yo oh heave ho

There are men whose hearts are as black as coal

Yo oh heave ho

And they sailed their ship cross the ocean blue

A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew

Its as dark a tale as was ever told

Of the lust for treasure and the love of gold

Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides

Yo oh heave ho

There are hungers as strong as the wind and tides

Yo oh heave ho

And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum

The devil himself would have to call them scum

Every man aboard would have killed his mate

For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight

A piece of eight! A piece of eight! five, six, seven, eight!

Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not right

Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight

Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware

When theres money in the ground theres murder in the air,

Murder in the air! One more time now!

Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones

Yo oh heave ho

There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones

Yo oh heave ho

When the mainsails set and the anchors weighed

Theres no turning back from any course thats laid

And when greed and villainy sail the sea

You can bet your boots therell be treachery treachery treachery...

1 beat oooh!

Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails


DEAD MEN TELL NO TELLS !!!!