Arr..Arr... here they go
Thumping their metallic legs,
Yodeling their sore throats.
If you hear the captain,
Just fear and run and abandon
For they are the kings with guns in their hands.

Arr..Arr.. here they go
Not a kill do they spare
Not a joke do they get
Yet laugh at theirs breaking the air.
Smelly are their hairs
Long funny beards they have
Not a shit do they have for (give to) you
For they are the kings of sea being cool.

Ayy...Hey! Captain! They say
An another ruler they possess for may.
Round caps in square faces we see.
Near them, everything has to lay
And bow even in dismay
For they are the goofy liars of the ocean.

It's sad to know that what we saw
In our childhood, wasn't the actual show.
It's hard to know what we saw,
Wasn't what it seemed.
Many people they have killed
While in their swords, their faces gleamed
Not a trace have they cleaned
Of the crimes they commit
For they are the kings
Of the sea greened
As the fiends
With stolen queens.

Arrr..Arr.. here they go again...
©Ipgirl