(Cap D)
We're out for recruits
Who have an eye our for loot
We need 80 strong men
To to set sail in our troop
In the port if you're short
On the cash to go forth
We've got just the answer
If you'll hear it of course
If yer inclined to rhyme
Or live a life of crime
Sign on the line
Live in fame for all time
Sail for 200 days
Make a mountain of pay
Let's sign you up matey,
Let there be no delay
On the account
Yes we're on the account
And we're comin' to your town
To sign your name down,
Adventure abounds.
On the account
Yes we're on the account
We be pirates coming through
To recruit you
For the scurvy crew
(Admirality)
Admirality's back, on the beats for the fleet
Here to rustle up some muscle for the British Elite
You like meat? We've got all the salt beef you can eat
Pirate rates can't compete, so please be taking a seat
Can you use a map, mate? How far can you see?
I CAN BENCH-PRESS A BOAT. Well that sounds good to me!
Here's yer red coat, and your bucket of tea,
Oh, son - you just enlisted in the Royal Marines!
Next please... You Sir, with the porcelain eye:
Will you serve your boy Nelson or are you scared to die?
Is it cool to get high? We make them Dutchmen fly!
Sign up another sailor and take up the cry:
All you boys on the capstan, raising the chain
Weigh up the anchor, and roll out the sails again,
Fully staffed from the colonies to the Spanish main
Cos we be giving them berths to any man with a brain!
On the account
Yes we're on the account
And we're comin to your town
To sign your name down,
adventure abounds.
On the account
Yes we're on the account
We be pirates coming through
To recruit you
For the scurvy crew
(Cap D)
Now it says right here
That you're a tailor
But you don't have no fears
Of becoming a sailor
Just because you have a dream
that you can be on our team
Doesn't mean you're mean
Enough to be a sea dawg supreme
What makes ye a pirate?
Got dreams of a riot?
Fought fiends all sizes?
Sneak in towns under guises?
Have ya got a parrot?
If it bites me I swear it
I'll put all his feathers
In my hat then I'll wear it
Yer application says that yer a surgeon
But we've only got the tools
For filletin' them sturgeons,
Can ye saw a man's leg
While you're sippin' on bourbon
Or bring back a man
Who's near d**h by submergin'?
If you can fish out a snook?
While ye got that there hook?
I think we can add ye on board
As our cook!
How bout cooper makin' barrels
Keep the gunpowder sterile
Or a gunner makin' peril
While we singin' this carol
On the account
Yes we're on the account
And we're comin to your town
To sign your name down,
adventure abounds.
On the account
Yes we're on the account
We be pirates coming through
To recruit you
For the scurvy crew
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