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• Artiste: Sounds Like Chicken
• Titre: Walk Ye The Plank
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Set a course for mayhem, trim the sail for anarchy That's where the wind blows when you sail out on these seas There's a storm arising you can feel it in your bones Night has stained the sky, turned the ocean to foam Black flag on the horizon, our galley's closing in Better start preparing for a fight you'll never win Bearing down upon you with destruction in our wake Stand fast, cannon's blast, we're singing! Hey! Ho! Off the plank you go Hey! Ho! To the deep below Blood! Red! Stain is on the deck Hey! Ho! I see you sinking slow Alone upon the ocean, nowhere left to run So you'll be treading water before this battle's done Can you feel the fear, taste the bile in your throat? You didn't take our warning before you set float Hear the clash of steel ring out against the squall The battle rages on as one by one you slowly fall And now we've got you pushed back, right up against the edge With cutlass drawn, your spirit's torn, we're singing! Hey! Ho! Feel the undertow Hey! Ho! It's the debt you owe Blood! Red! Stain is on the deck Hey! Ho! I see you sinking slow!