Letra de 'Straight Outta Kingston (Doin' It For The Booty)' de Skull Branded Pirates

(One-ayed wilson)
Straight outta kingston, where I’ll be bustin' four rides
With my bros from the coast let's give a toast to the maritime
When I shout, you kneel, with my boot and heel on your back
No slack, or I’ll be pumping cold steel. All night
When I’ll be slapping my balls against the pride
Of the town who moans like a whore
She’ll be spitting me grit, but I’m an honourable fella
So I tell her nothings better than a suck
Of my fella to quell a gentlemen of fortune

I’ll sing you war tunes
Belligerence, intelligence, they are my fortitudes
Crack that whip and sink that shot
You know what I want and I’ll take what ye got
When I’m out in the water, staring into the port
And I hear the sound of the crow's nest report
“There be booty ahead, go check the ballast on that”
So we rang out the bells and tipped our tri-corner hats
I will never be bettered nor will I ever be killed
By a man of your standing who's boots are not filled
You’re a joke and disgrace with no rapier wit
Unlike me, who you’ll see will not take that shit

You’ll take your orders from me, or face st elmo’s fire
The pirate brethren are we!
We fight, we steal, piracy for shore
And always doin' it
Doin' it for the booty!
Cast off! Set sail for war
And let bastardo bring the battle from the sea to the shore
Shout dread, scare and the cabin kid fradley
The captain fills his britches when the cry of mutiny sounds
'Cos we be tired of his orders and his chronic cavorting

While we’re grapplin’ and boardin’
Piracy be purely for the pillage.
I’ll take my booty from the land, the port, the ship and the village.
Find the captain, pay the whore, hammer down the governor’s door
Fire in the powder store?
No quarter!
‘Cos I’m the pride and the pulse of the s.b.p.
Punk ass navy be afraid of me

Booty's what I got when I captured a whale
It was so big that her britches could have made me sail
'Fore I muttered to the others she pulled me ship's under's
Sent me boys a flyin' just before we could gun her
She was worth her weight in blubber, as we said when we won her
So I hit her in the head with me oar ‘till I stunned her
Shot harpoons in her eye, so thick that she cried
Then she ate up my sea men, just like I implied
Even while they were screaming swallowed up still alive
Swallowed to her belly with her immense size

So I pulled out me sword to give her a prize
And jabbed her with haste 'till she couldn't see straight
Then my cannon laid waste, thought I'd give her a taste
And cut off her breath with a shot to the face
What was best about the whale she was more than a tail
She was the governor's daughter, of the province of new wales
You’ll take your orders from me, or face st elmo’s fire
The pirate brethren are we!
We fight, we steal, piracy for shore
...And always doin' it
...Always doin' it
Doin' it for the booty!