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Captain Dan & the Scurvy Crew
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Broadside
Broad Side, Broadside, Navy boys better run and hide, These cannon balls firin' atcha when we collide All me mateys be ready to fire a broadside
In the Navy, it's the broadside that we favor, 21 three ton guns shooting straight as a laser Don't let it phase ya when we bathe ya Three great flavors, canon balls, Buckshot, read hot razors
I rap my face round a lime and I'm ready to rock I'm cioming straight out of greenwich and we just don't Stop It's the bbbritish navy from gibralter to haiti Puttin wholes in your souls, and charmin your ladies
And by ladies you mean ladies of 180 Or if their dressed like your dressed You might be just banging mateys How many seamen have you swallowed While you're wearing that jacket? By the looks of your sailors You just sit back and jack it
Sweet sack, salt tack and a union jack Attack, black flags get snapped By the shells that we pack In my carrack With midshipmen and marines Better modify your coffin To take smithereens
What you means that your keen To swim in Davy jones locker When we're don with this fight You'll have to walk with a walker, If you live that is, cus I'll cut ye down fast I'll grape shot your party Then I'll burn down your mast- AVAST!
Sorry mate, didn't see you waving that pen knife I was busy railing, the govna's wife I'll match you drink for drink You'll die, I'll get tipsy Back to your ship, you nautical gypsy
You navy boys always take the joys out of plunder When we making that noise, you always poise up in Wonder If you're je3alous cause we zealous it's a perilous Blunder Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When we fire off these cannons it be louder than
Thunder
Broad Side, Broadside, Navy boys better run and hide These cannon balls firin' atcha when we collide All me mateys be ready to fire a broadside
In the Navy, it's the broadside that we favor, 21 three ton guns shooting straight as a laser Don't let it phase ya when we bathe ya Three great flavors, canon balls, Buckshot, read hot razors
You'll know me by the notches on my tricorner cap Every snit is a ship that I've turned into scrap Rolling round the carribean on a royal decree If you can't take the heat then get off of the sea
We set a trap to attack when you showed us your back You know we stack all the cannons and we drop all the Tack Point the guns at the hull, and aim all your gats 500 pounds sterling whoever brings me his hat ARRRRR
There's nothing sadder than a pirate with a fake eye Patch Saying ARRR as the cabin boy battens down his hatch I'd love to know the STDs your planning to catch But I'm busy with my honeys at the bbbbowling match
That's all she wrote, now your crew will be smote We'll shoot down all your sailors then we'll blow up Your boat Your words were strong, like the wind on the storm But now you're left in rubble should have left when we Warned
Broad Side, Broadside, Navy boys better run and hide, All me mateys be ready to fire a broadside These cannon balls firin' atcha when we collide
In the Navy, it's the broadside that we favor, 21 three ton guns shooting straight as a laser Don't let it phase ya when we bathe ya Three great flavors, canon balls, Buckshot, read hot razors
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