Apathy - Pieces of Eight (Give up the Ship) lyrics

Steppin' on the stage like anchors up
Wake 'em up raisin' up, Pirate flags
I'm about to shake 'em up
Smoke on the water
Jumpin' overboard to avoid the slaughter
So I grabbed the senator's daughter
Shouldn'ta brought her
Them trade routes gotta get taxed
It's simple facts
I relax, while the money just stacks
Just sharpenin' my sword
So if suckers come aboard
They'll be screamin' out prayers like
They summonin' the Lord
Oh God, Oh Jesus, get sliced to pieces
I'm in the Caribbean
Fuckin' whores on the beaches
Big titties bouncin', big booties, big rubies
Big diamonds in a chest, I'm fresh
I got groupies from the Carolina coast to
The whores in Tortuga
Who could stare into the fire and
They'll tell you your future
I've been drinkin' way too much rum
Gettin' dumb
Talkin' bitches into swallowing cum
Two pistols fully loaded
Tucked inside of my belt
Study treasure maps all night
Before the candles melt
Strike fear in their hearts when
They see that flag flying grown men cryin'
'cause they know that everybody dyin' now

Pieces of Eight pieces of Eight
Pieces of Eight pieces of Eight

Buccaneers, who fought for years
For gold doubloons and pieces of eight

Cannonball-sized hole in the ship deck
The skipper got a slit neck and
Left with the ship wreck
I'm tryin' to trap the little
Mermaid in my fishnet
And no pun intended but
I make the bitch get wet you wise-ass
Shut your mouth and pass me the spyglass
Scannin' the horizon with a
Flipped up eyepatch
Screamin' from the crows nest to
Load up the cannons
But the ship was see-through and had
A crew full of phantoms
So we hightailed it south
To these Caribbean ports
Where we anchored off the shore
Of some heavily armed forts
In the pitch-black of night
Nobody light up their torch
Undetected, rowin' oars
Silently to the shores
Tossed over a rope, to cross over the moat
And snuck up behind a guard
And slashed open his throat
Movin' shadow to shadow, with a sword no gun
And watched thirty-five guards drop
One by one before the sun was peakin' over
The edge of the Earth i beheaded some jerk
Who leaked red on my shirt
Brought the bodies to the beach
Dead get left in the surf
Now I'm the king and everything
South of Heaven's my turf

Pieces of Eight pieces of Eight
Pieces of Eight pieces of Eight

Buccaneers, who fought for years
For gold doubloons and pieces of eight