Lyrics
All me mateys be ready to fire a broadside, by the shells that we pack, don t let it phase ya when we bathe ya three great flavors
Red hot razors, you nautical gypsy
It s the broadside that we favor, all me mateys be ready to fire a broadside, it s the broadside that we favor
It s the b-b-british navy from gibraltar to haiti, every snip is a ship that i ve turned into scrap, we ll shoot down all your sailors then we ll blow up your boat
All me mateys be ready to fire a broadside, it s the broadside that we favor, black flags get snapped
500 pounds sterling whoever brings me his hat, red hot razors, cannon balls
It s the b-b-british navy from gibraltar to haiti, 21 three ton guns shooting straight as a laser Captain, now your crew will be smote
And by ladies you mean ladies of 180, you ll have to walk with a walker, cannon balls
Navy boys better run and hide, you ll have to walk with a walker
Red hot razors, didn t see you waving that pen knife, red hot razors
Now your crew will be smote, these cannon balls flyin atcha when we collide
don t let it phase ya when we bathe ya three great flavors
all me mateys be ready to fire a broadside
don t let it phase ya when we bathe ya three great flavors
You always poise up in wonder, you ll know me by the notches on my tricorner cap the, if you live that is
Or if they re dressed like you re dressed, and by ladies you mean ladies of 180
All me mateys be ready to fire a broadside, it s the broadside that we favor, back to your ship
It s the b-b-british navy from gibraltar to haiti, when we making that noise, all me mateys be ready to fire a broadside
rolling round the caribbean on a royal decree
every snip is a ship that i ve turned into scrap
with midshipmen and marines
We set a trap to attack when you showed us your back, i ll match you drink for drink
In my carrack, and aim all your gats
there s nothing sadder than a pirate with a fake eye patch
How many seamen have you swallowed, you navy boys always take the joys out of plunder Captain, navy boys better run and hide
You ll know me by the notches on my tricorner cap, all me mateys be ready to fire a broadside
red hot razors
I was busy railing the governor s wife, you ll know me by the notches on my tricorner cap, your words are strong