Apathy, Kappa Gamma - Don't Give up the Ship lyrics

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 exit's 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

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

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
Shit 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

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

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!