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You Sunk My Battleship
Mutiny over took the crew
Now What the hells a captain to do
A storm did brew
It threw this wooden wreck around
Poseidon drew
Out his lance and aimed for the bow
This isn't the end
Mearly the means to one
I refuse to depend on dry land anymore
I don't require sand beneath my feet
I refuse to depend on you
You're one friend I'll never keep
Through all these years
You wouldn't believe the things I've seen
A thousand years at sea
When all is lost and drowning you'll see
There is no victory
With grisley sails
we'll set a course
We'll not be taken
capture
Avast
There's no glory
these black masts
This is not an occupation
You don't become what we are
You're gonna need an invitation
