Some help on these lyrics. Not sure if these are any more accurate, but I am pretty sure these are right.
REMIX!
Dead men tell no tales
Push the daises till the soil is stale
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Mister big sleep with the carp and kale
Once upon a time in the days of yore.
When the people lived fresh out of legend and folk lore
There was an old pirate who followed a vile slang
Had a bird perched on him, that swashbuckled the same
Peg leg navigated starboard to port
By the nautical store and they're yellin the harbor is yours.
You should tell him where you situate the gold
Unless that is you'd like application with Davey J-J-J-Jones.
Like walk plank, for whom the shark tank.
Maroon the mutineers. Consume the souvenirs.
And while the shiny spoils pile higher every year
He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer.
Ten summers prior on a night like this
Crows nest saw something that float to the boats west.
Sword blew him a kiss. And when he focused seen the face of an
Angel upon the body of a F-F-F-Fish.
.....
Now he knew what he saw, had to prove he was raw
So he raped and he pillaged and he?d feud any brawl.
Tried to rekindle his rep using sabers and gun smoke
And that?s always fine though he never told his cutthroats.
Meanwhile, back in the now,
Got a brand new skeleton crew on the move out
????????Cannon, stern, and bow
They are pouring shiny metals out your M-M-M-Mouth.
Okay,??????????..and disease like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed.
And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat
?Till his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map.
One look down and leapt off the dock.
See if you can guess where X marked the spot.
The capital was buried at sea in the cursed cave
Only one mile away he seen the M-M-M-Mermaid.
Anchors up, push the jolly roger way too much
Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched.
But see, the vitamin deficiency was strong
So by the time they broke into the island he could barely lift his grog
Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand
Prayers in the air, seashells in his hands
And nary a high time so grand
As the one that put the lady of the lake on dry L-L-L-Land
Some help on these lyrics. Not sure if these are any more accurate, but I am pretty sure these are right.
REMIX!
Dead men tell no tales Push the daises till the soil is stale ???? Mister big sleep with the carp and kale
Once upon a time in the days of yore. When the people lived fresh out of legend and folk lore There was an old pirate who followed a vile slang Had a bird perched on him, that swashbuckled the same Peg leg navigated starboard to port By the nautical store and they're yellin the harbor is yours. You should tell him where you situate the gold Unless that is you'd like application with Davey J-J-J-Jones.
Like walk plank, for whom the shark tank. Maroon the mutineers. Consume the souvenirs. And while the shiny spoils pile higher every year He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer. Ten summers prior on a night like this Crows nest saw something that float to the boats west. Sword blew him a kiss. And when he focused seen the face of an Angel upon the body of a F-F-F-Fish.
.....
Now he knew what he saw, had to prove he was raw So he raped and he pillaged and he?d feud any brawl. Tried to rekindle his rep using sabers and gun smoke And that?s always fine though he never told his cutthroats. Meanwhile, back in the now, Got a brand new skeleton crew on the move out ????????Cannon, stern, and bow They are pouring shiny metals out your M-M-M-Mouth.
Okay,??????????..and disease like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed. And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat ?Till his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map. One look down and leapt off the dock. See if you can guess where X marked the spot. The capital was buried at sea in the cursed cave Only one mile away he seen the M-M-M-Mermaid.
Anchors up, push the jolly roger way too much Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched. But see, the vitamin deficiency was strong So by the time they broke into the island he could barely lift his grog Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand Prayers in the air, seashells in his hands And nary a high time so grand As the one that put the lady of the lake on dry L-L-L-Land