Apathy - Dont Give Up The Ship lyrics

[Verse 1: Apathy] Underwater where the bodies are hidden I'm livin' deep inside a sunken ship with skeletons driftin' Amongst blood hungry mermaids who feast on sailors And impale them with harpoons stolen from whalers I'm the Kraken attackin' 'em, draggin' you deep in the ocean Where the oxygen exits your lungs and your eyes are explodin' Whales exhale songs of old Where the lost pirate gold that an old pirate holds In his cold dead hands or so I've been told Still searches for his ship that his shipmates stole, whoah Land ho, rum barrels and hoes Crows pickin' eyeballs from the skeleton bones Trunks full of pieces of eight, beach is in sight Outlaw types like Edward Teach teaches to fight Hijack Boston yachts, lick off some shots And let they bodies sink down, to their lobster pots I got Sperrys on (Captain on the deck swabby) Carry on Out on Block Island until the very last Ferry's gone With the whole picture etched in scrimshaw Pieces of a ripped-up map fit like Jigsaw Drunk as Scallywags singin' Apathy's joint Ship docks and find a wife out in Napatree Point Subterranean, Sonar blip songs from whales A gun, bottle of rum, and mug full of ale [Hook: Kappa Gamma] In the early mornin' sunlight rays of the dawn Set sail on the sea Anchors up then Im gone Skulls on the flag Blood on my map With a yo-ho-ho wit' a ho on my lap Like Hey oh oh oh Hey oh oh oh Like Hey oh oh oh Hey ho oh oh [Verse 2: Apathy] Yeah, I make waves move Like a full moon I make the ocean rock Call me Neptune I scale sand dunes, on a pale beach Watch the birds flock, where the whales breach I take money, bury money on deserted islands I'm perverted smilin' At Circe and the sirens I was raised in a village full of violence Where old blind men seek for shillings with their violins I'm Leviathan, the ocean that you lyin' in My posse stay pirating in the waters y'all are piloting Old ghost tales, ships without a crew The Flying Dutchman would scare the sh** out of you I throw you off of my schooner without your scooba suit My ship will loop-the-loop And find another sloop to loot Cannon is loaded to shoot Crew full of criminals Stranded on an island of savages doin' rituals Skulls full of soup human heads get shrunk You can't pay off a cannibal with gold in a trunk Dead men tell no tales You'll all get hushed No parrot on my shoulder cause they talk too much From a tavern to a cavern where doubloons are kept I got a very detailed map that shows each step Which I keep around my neck Hidden in the medallion As I write a whole album on a Spanish galleon [Hook] [Outro] In the early mornin' sunlight rays of the dawn Set sail on the sea Anchors up then I'm gone Skulls on the flag Blood on my map With a yo-ho-ho with a ho on my lap!