| Piracy's a crime and crime doesn't pay
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| And we go home poor at the end of the day
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| But I'd rather live my life in rags
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| Than be chained to a desk with a wife that's a hag
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| We live each day like there's nothing to lose
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| But a man has needs and that need is booze
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| They say all the best things in life are free
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| So give all your beer and your rum to me
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| We are here to drink your beer
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| And steal your rum at the point of a gun
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| Your alcohol to us will fall
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| 'Cause we are here to drink your beer
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| We are here to drink your beer
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| And steal your rum at the point of a gun
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| Your alcohol to us will fall
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| 'Cause we are here to drink your beer
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| We've sailed over seas for Wenches and Mead
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| And told great tales of The Huntmaster's deeds
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| The quest for a drop of the Famous ol' Spiced
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| Has shown us the wrath of Leviathan's bites
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| We went Back Through Time to get more Rum
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| Though we end up Shipwrecked having no fun
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| But Heavy Metal Pirates we must be
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| So give all your beer and your rum to me
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| We are here to drink your beer
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| And steal your rum at the point of a gun
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| Your alcohol to us will fall
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| 'Cause we are here to drink your beer
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| We are here to drink your beer
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| And steal your rum at the point of a gun
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| Your alcohol to us will fall
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| 'Cause we are here to drink your beer
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| We are here to drink your beer
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| And steal your rum at the point of a gun
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| Your alcohol to us will fall
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| 'Cause we are here to drink your beer
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| We are here to drink your beer
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| And steal your rum at the point of a gun
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| Your alcohol to us will fall
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| 'Cause we are here to drink your beer
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