Alestorm - Bite the Hook Hand that Feeds lyrics

I've sailed upon this cursed ship
For nigh on fifteen years
In service of the king's decree
A naval privateer
I've paid my dues in flesh and blood
And great was the reward
But this is not the life for
Me, a fact I can't ignore, come on

The king commands I wear a
Hat with corners numbered three
He says it is befitting of
The rank bestowed on me
And when I lost my arm at sea
He sent forth a demand
That I should get a hook of steel
Where once I had a hand

I told him he could stick that hook
Right where the sun don't shine
I stumbled to the nearest bar
And got real drunk on wine

Set sail (set sail) , land ho (land ho)
Drink rum (drink rum) , let's go (let's go)
Over the oceans and over the seas
Bite through the iron titl
Flesh starts to bleed
Set sail (set sail) , land ho (land ho)
Drink rum (drink rum) , let's go (let's go)
Over the oceans and over the seas
We're biting the hook hand that feeds
We bite the hook that feeds

Last summer I was summoned for
An audience with my liege
But when he saw I came by
Horse, his highness was displease, d
"Where is your mighty pirate ship?
Why aren't you drinking rum?"
'Twas at this point I finally snapped
And shot him with my gun

I've had it with this stupid hat
I hate the taste of rum
I'm never going back to sea
The pirate's life is dumb

Set sail (set sail) , land ho (land ho)
Drink rum (drink rum) , let's go (let's go)
Over the oceans and over the seas
Bite through the iron till
Flesh starts to bleed
Set sail (set sail) , land ho (land ho)
Drink rum (drink rum) , let's go (let's go)
Over the oceans and over the seas
We're biting the hook hand that feeds

Set sail, land ho drink rum, let's go
Set sail, land ho
Drink rum, let's go on a a quest

Set sail (set sail) , land ho (land ho)
Drink rum (drink rum) , let's go (let's go)
Over the oceans and over the seas
Bite through the iron till
Flesh starts to bleed
Set sail (set sail) , land ho (land ho)
Drink rum (drink rum) , let's go (let's go)
Over the oceans and over the seas
We're biting the hook hand that feeds