We Will Rob You - We are the Buccaneers

Buddy you're a drunk, can't walk a straight line

Getting' hit on the head - in a alley - shanghai'd one day

You got hauled on a ship

Your big fat lip

Yo-a pirate now, betta get a grip

We will, we will rob you

We will, we will rob you

Buddy you're a hard man, want'd man

Treasure in the sand, gonna get your gold back someday

You got back on your ship

Map at your hip

Raisin' your roger, better get a grip

We will, we will rob you

We will, we will rob you

Buddy you're an old man, tired man

Guzzlin' your grog, gonna sleep a little long one day

Turned your back and your're hit

You just got gypp'd

Gonna walk the plank, betta get a grip

We will, we will rob you

We will, we will rob you ****************************************** I've shed some blood Sunk more than a few I've fired my cannons And defended my crew I lost my hand A foot and an eye I had a belaying pin shatter my groin I still didn't cry We are the buccaneers - my friends And we'll steal your treasures in the end We are the buccaneers We are the buccaneers Grog swilling boozers We are the buccaneers - with your pearls I've taken your gold And plundered your jewels They bought me grog and puffy shirts and prosthetic limbs And more for me crew! But we lack social graces We're stinky too We're flea-bitten misfits with cut-throatin' keel-haulin' ways But there's one thing we do (and we do it well!) We are the buccaneers - my friends And we'll steal your treasures in the end We are the buccaneers We are the buccaneers Grog swilling boozers We are the buccaneers - with your pearls