Straight Outta Kingston (Doin' It For The Booty)

(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!