Текст песни
Thick dirty steam rising out of pipes
Along the raging tides of trading routes
Slowly drags it`s cumbrous foul hull
Forth the shimmering sea ship-town - Inn`O Galleon
Get stockpile of booze or twingle a trick
Have a blasting slam-bang till the bloody dawn
Out of all laws and judicatures
On which we`re certainly don`t give a fuck
Hey-ho
Skies are burning red above
Hey-ho
Shiphold stuffed with gold and rum
Hey-ho
Someday all be gone
In the depths below
Wind blows hard while the storm is merciless
But the beast keeps eating it`s coal
And if enemy dare to approaching
It will strike like a thunder with a roar
Sides are shielded with the blazing steel
The black flag`s riding across the tides
These cannonballs are same as pest bites
On those it`s certainly don`t give a fuck
Hey-ho
Skies are burning red above
Hey-ho
Shiphold stuffed with gold and rum
Hey-ho
Someday all be gone
In the depths below
Will we see the next dawn
Time will tell
Or dancing hung on the gallows pole
In front of the crown
Will we see the next dawn
Time will tell
Or sinking down below the depths
Where the mother of all life rests
On the low deck thugs are having fun
For sure there`s plenty wenches and mead
In this forgotten shithole of a realm
Where at the throne the debauchery and greed
Hey-ho
Hey-ho
Hey-ho
