Finished the fight in the west indies
Holes in the mast, can't feel no breeze
Is this the end for us thieves among friends
On a derelict ship with this gold we cant spend
Its 45 our well has gone dry
Trying to ease my mind with my sea weed high
With plenty of badda boom but not a fight in sight
The captain walks the deck with gloom in his eye
Finally at witts end The Phantom has come
Me boots keep shaking-need confidence more rum
Get your ass up you lazy scurvy bum
Head toward the horizon our song is not done
Light the fires- shock the spires
Get all greens up, its time to fight not retire
IT may be shallow - but there are no gallows
We're three leagues away-from the deathly hallows
Me hearties a wind we in luck and saved
Cap gave the order raise the sail hurrrrray
Back to Plunder Red Coat corporations
Our Nassau legend spans generations
Finished the fight in the west indies
Holes in the mast, can't feel no breeze
Is this the end for us thieves among friends
On a derelict ship with this gold we cant spend
We got a derilict ship it took too many hits
As we make our way, it shifts and it lists
It almost capsized, and went for a flip
After the guns of that galleon it's sails kissed
The jib and the foresail are left tattered
And the top mast and yard are left scattered
The left breast of the figure head, shattered
The main deck and cabin are broken and battered
But our treasure's still safe in the hold below
Where no cannonballs or powder went blow
Get back to the port even if we must row
Can't abandon the ship with all of this dough
The HMS Ricketts is no longer worthy
Only alive thanks to Poseidon's mercy
We'll have to part ways with our ship so scurvy
Can't make it back to tell the port of our journey
We Stranded its tragic
Bring the bones its time for magic.
Need a wind to set us free
Good lord, we'll even sacrifice smee
Finished the fight in the west indies
Holes in the mast, can't feel no breeze
Is this the end for us thieves among friends
On a derelict ship with this gold we cant spend
We Stranded its tragic
Bring the bones its time for magic
Need a wind to set us free
Good lord, we'll even sacrifice smee