Salty Seamen Dan Bull

[Intro]
Wanker!

[Verse 1]
Oi, girls and boys and others, gird your loins you buggers
As I tell a story that'll appall the naughtiest of mothers
Get a load of this, you lubbers, here's what happens at sea
Though it hasn't been screened, for factual accuracy
They don't call me Captain Blue Balls due to testicular torsion
Although my quest for fortune's twisted with my sexual organs
I'm a legendary swordsman, never rest until I get me portion
And I suggest when you address me you use every caution
Or I'll have to let you pick which of your bloody legs be shortenеd
I recommend the middlе one, would give the best proportion
Now set the course, head for better shores, and rest assured
I'll blow the man down, like a wind coming from west to north

[Hook]
Heave! Ho! We love to parley hard, yeah
We got a lot of qualities, none of them redeeming
We! Know! That we love a Jolly Roger
Blunder bussing a filthy load of salty seamen
Heave! Ho! We love to parley hard, yeah
Commit appalling acts of raw debauchery and treason
We! Know! That we love a Jolly Roger
Until your junk is flooded with salty seamen