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RECORDINGS.

Jake, The Snake was born
Into the bowels of Wales
Misery forced him to learn the masteries
Of robbery and trade

He has grown to be a butcher
And a hitman for relish
Who would slay his own mother
For a bit of coins and thrill

And he lived to sing The Pirate Song
Bring the rum and sing The Pirate Song

He fled away from Cardiff
With a bounty on his head
Not for having murdered his entire family
Just for teasing a millionaire

He fled the ravenous tide
He defied the deepest seas
And he joined a group of pirates
Just as nasty as he

And he lived to sing The Pirate Song
Bring the rum and sing The Pirate Song
He has lived to sing The Pirate Song
Bring the rum and sing The Pirate Song

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

And he lived to sing The Pirate Song
Bring the rum and sing The Pirate Song
He has lived to sing The Pirate Song
Bring the rum and sing The Pirate Song
Bring the rum and sing The Pirate Song
Bring the rum and sing The Pirate Song

Stop marching, soldier
Towards dishonest merits
Your patriotism is merely a doll
To quench the thirst for lucre and blood
Of capricious minds

Please, stop encouraging
The pain and suffering
Of who is guiltless as you are

Or you can dance along the plans of Hades
And spin in its mammoth claret hands
As he urges to drop you on a loathful game
Of might and gold

Stop marching, soldier
Towards insidious journeys
Carnage's not the path for glory
So, stop encouraging
The harm and misery
Of who is innocent as you are

Or you can dance along the plans of Hades
And spin in its mammoth claret hands
As he urges to drop you on a loathful game
Of might and gold

Lyrics coming soon.