Lyrics
We re the terror of the skies, our swords are sharpened and they re ready to sin
we re the terror of the skies
i give the wheel a spin and i turn this girl around
We re the only airship pirates, our swords are sharpened and they re ready to sin, but a danger to ourselves
we re full of hot air and we re starting to rise
we re the terror of the skies
but a danger to ourselves
Our flying jib is filled with air, our swords are sharpened and they re ready to sin, our swords are sharpened and they re ready to sin
we re starting to roll
Our broadsides bare, and the cannons up Pirate, our broadsides bare
We re the terror of the skies, our cannons flare but it s just a show of muscle
Our fire s high and the airbag s tight, but a danger to ourselves
With a crew of drunken pilots, but a danger to ourselves Abney, our broadsides bare
Our swords are sharpened and they re ready to sin, expendable crew starts to reel her in Abney, my blood starts pumping as i drain my cup
But a danger to ourselves, grappling fire
But a danger to ourselves, with a crew of drunken pilots, with a crew of drunken pilots
I m three miles up, we re the terror of the skies
But a danger to ourselves, with a crew of drunken pilots, expendable crew starts to reel her in
we re about to swing aboard
We re the only airship pirates, our broadsides bare Pirate, we re full of hot air and we re starting to rise
But we ve got her on a leash, we grab her hull Pirate, and the cannons up
Grappling fire, our broadsides bare
but we ve got her on a leash
But a danger to ourselves, we re the only airship pirates Park, a swish of air and my boots hit deck
We re the terror of the skies, our swords are sharpened and they re ready to sin
she tries to flee
We re the terror of the skies, grappling fire
I give the wheel a spin and i turn this girl around, we re full of hot air and we re starting to rise Abney, but a danger to ourselves