Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
And all that's old has turned to scum
For this world has begun to burn

Two girls lost on a dead man's chest
Doing what they like to best
Pecking at unknown alphabets
Alphabets that lead to gold
Across seas made up of stars
Dreams glittering under dead men's bones

Ten filthy girls on a dead man's chest
Doing what they like to best
Girls who spit right up your ass
Girls who'll take all that you own
Knife you in your turned-up breats

All that you own will turn to scum
And the world begin to burn

The amount of silver's hair is so great -it'd be
Silver if she ever washed it - that's she
Stortes all her possessions there, rats crawl out of
these hairs

Rats come out from broken eggs
Eating all the nights and days
Then crawl inside our unwashed hairs
Drinking down the fluids there

Lyrics submitted by TheIntimindator27

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