The Legend of Libertalia

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released September 12, 2014

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Track Name: Bring out Your Dead
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n’ poor man’s shed,
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n’ red.
We’ve reached the end o’ days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!


After seven months at sea, ‘round cape horn with ivory,
We reached the british piers at the old port of tangier.
I went out to celebrate, with me Cap’n n’ first mate,
We met with many wenches, gypsy girls n’ pretty Frechies.

A pretty lass n’ her sister, had a rash with nasty blisters,
But I’ve had me share of shy afflictions, fer lassies be me one addiction.
One thing to another led, I fell asleep upon their bed,
But woke next day with two dead whores n’ screams outside me door.

Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n’ poor man’s shed,
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n’ red.
We’ve reached the end o’ days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!

To find me drunken friends I ran, fer ye Spanish cost we sail begun.
As soon as we set foot ashore, me throat felt swollen, dry n’ soar.
I with an old physician met, fer a medical opinion get.
He stared at me in stark dismay, said – Son you’ve got bubonic plague!

Come next morn’, the quack was dead, with pus-filled blisters on his head,
but I felt stronger than before, and went out fer to the town explore.
The streets with panicked men where filled, half the town in plague was killed.
A flagellant procession yelled, repent or burn in hell!

Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n’ poor man’s shed,
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n’ red.
We’ve reached the end o’ days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!

We sailed up north to native land, fer London went our merry band.
As we filled the taverns with our crew, I got a feel of déjà vu’.
Like in every other town we’d been, since the day we lost McGuinn,
people started turning pale, behind us now a deadly trail.

Suddenly I saw all around, people dropping to the ground,
Doctors clad in scary beaks, pushing barrows down the streets.
Their rottening load of corpses grew, in all it was a horrid view.
As a brazen bell the alleys rang, filled with dread I sang.

Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, from noble house n’ poor man’s shed,
The plague has come to town, bring out your dead, bring out your dead.
Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, to the pyres bright n’ red.
We’ve reached the end o’ days, bring out your dead, bring out your dead!
Track Name: You and Me and the Devil Makes Three
Met the love of mine, aye a lad so fine,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
I was tied down below on an old ship of the line.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Oh colony made, from the Dutch slave trade,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Volouptous and great was her rack of grenades.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Not a single fleck, on her smooth curved neck,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
I had her released to the cannon deck.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Oh, without compare, was our love affair,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
All learned to beware of me deadly stare.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea

Oh her cold round lips, they would hiss and spit,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Unmatched be the weight of her iron hips.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

And me deadly bite, It struck terror and fright
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
He snuck from ‘is watch to me bed at night
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Then our ship ran aground, we for shipwreck were bound.
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
I clasped round his waist as the keel spun around.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

With me old fine luck, oh me belt got stuck,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
As we fell over board, down the deep we were sucked.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Now so dark be the scene, in this deep sea ravine
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Oh, Be it the locker or fidd(e)lers green.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Aye here we be, on the bottom of the sea,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Together with each other for eternity.
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.

Aye here we be, on the bottom of the sea,
Oh somewhere in the Southern Carribean.
Together with each other for eternity.
You and me Bonnie, and the Devil makes three, oh,
You and me Donny, and the Devil makes three,
On the cold and billowing sea.
Track Name: Gangplank
Throw ‘em in ye sea!
Bring yea, gang plank!
more rum fer you and me,
the way that it should be.

On this ship we settle things according to decree,
and when in doubt of punishment - Gangplank it shall be!

Jonathan Taft, tied here to the mast,
Fer swabbing slowly, acting lowly, sailing were its far to shoaly
Jonathan Taft, yer sentence shall be passed
No more grog, on bread n’ water rations yea will last.

I promised I’d keep you ‘til we reached Gibraltar
But I have grown tired of yer ugly face.
And I’m running low on coin to pay yer maties,
So I have a different verdict fer yer crimes.

Throw ‘em in ye sea!
Bring yea, gang plank!
more rum fer you and me,
the way that it should be.

On this ship we settle things according to decree,
and when in doubt of punishment - Gangplank it shall be!

Trevor McBain, before us here again,
accused of stealing, witch-craft healing, playing with our swab-boy's feelings.
Trevor McBain, you shall be detained,
In the brig, you will spend, fourteen days in chains

Let it be known, I hold no grudge against you.
But I'v sorta' taken a liking to yer wife.
Fer quite some time now, I've been waiting fer this moment
Ye needn't worry, I'll treat her with respect!

Throw ‘em in ye sea!
Bring yea, gang plank!
more rum fer you and me,
the way that it should be.

On this ship we settle things according to decree,
and when in doubt of punishment - Gangplank it shall be!
Track Name: Lonely it Be
In a new world Caribbean rat hole, we enlisted a slender mate
We’ve sailed for months an’ I for sure had seen no lass of late
But with this here slim sailor I suspected a slight charade
His hands was lily white you see, thou I never saw him bathe

An’ lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain’t seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It´s lonely as hell under sail

his voice was thin, his step was light, he didn’t curse an’ he picked no fight
an soon I was sure of ‘es secret play, never been so sure I say
I said to meself this lad for sure, this lad fer sur’es a lass
An’ I a handsome sailor, deserves a piece of ass

An’ lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain’t seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It´s lonely as hell under sail

So I made a move by offrin’ the girl to relive her of her watch
She giggled, an smiled an’ later that night I drank half a bottle of scotch
Now was the time to make me move so I lured her under deck
She was warm in me arms an willin’ fer sure as I kissed her ivory neck

An’ lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain’t seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It´s lonely as hell under sail

When the clothes were dropped, was I in fer a chock this sure was no girl me mate
I was wrong, an’ enraged I drew me gun to end this dreadful date
As he turned and run I reckoned though - he was still a piece of ass
So I braced meself as it dawned on me I need no frigin’ lass

An’ lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain’t seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It´s lonely as hell under sail

and we tumbled around like two ships in storm
He was salty an wild and warm
So what is the spirit of this here tale
It don’t matter much under sail
Track Name: Dead Man's Song
How I regret that awful day,
I left me wife and sailed away
Now I today my life will lose
Around me neck they’ll put a noose


But when I’m swinging from that rope
I won’t cry although I choke.
Oh no I’ll smile ‘cause finally
I will be free, I will be free!

Set me free.
Set me free.
O Lord please end this misery,
‘cause life at sea is not fer me!


Rather than in the navy spend me life,
I wished fer it to end.
But a catholic can’t afford
To take his life ‘n smite the Lord


So I did bad, I misbehaved,
In hope the crown would let me pay.
Would they sentence me to die,
me soul in hell it wouldn’t fry.

Set me free.
Set me free.
O Lord please end this misery,
‘cause life at sea is not fer me!

So I invoked the Krakens curse
And I stole the watchman’s purse,
kicked the first mate in the nuts
and then confessed, I spilled me guts.


They locked me up in hope I’d crack,
had the cat dance on me back.
N’ they hauled me ‘round the keel,
but me life they wouldn’t steal.

Set me free.
Set me free.
O Lord please end this misery,
‘cause life at sea is not fer me!


So then I stabbed our captain dead
I thought fer sure they’d have me head.
But I just spurred a mutiny
They fer me help promoted me.

So as new watchman that same night,
Seal our fate I thought I might,
As a corsair fleet approached from west,
I didn’t warn the rest.

Set me free.
Set me free.
O Lord please end this misery,
‘cause life at sea is not fer me!


And they were quiet as small mice
As they took us by surprise.
Sixty three Brits where killed right there,
But me they chose to spare.

They said – “Your Irish, so are we.
We’ll save yer life, we’ll set you free.
Just denounce them Brits and join our crew”
God save king Charles and go fuck you!

Set me free.
Set me free.
O Lord please end this misery,
‘cause life at sea is not fer me!

How I regret that awful day,
I enrolled and sailed away,
No I today me life will lose,
Around me neck they’ve put a noose.

From where I’m swinging, down below
I see the deck and ‘ere I go!
Oh what a joy, Oh finally
I will be free, I will be free!

Set me free.
Set me free.
O Lord please end this misery,
‘cause life at sea is not fer me!
Track Name: Sticks and Stones
I used to be a beggar man, living on the streets,
beggin' all the better men, to help me get a meal.
But here's the thing with better men, they're best at being mean.
So I got fed with sticks and stones, that broke my bones.

So I became a wicker man, to learn an honest trade,
asking all the better men to buy what I had made.
But here's the thing with better men, they're good at being cheap
So I got payed in kicks and spits,
and sticks and stones that broke my bones.

Sick of the receiving end, I donned the headsman’s hood,
Rum drunk and with sword in hand, some justice serve I would.
But here’s the thing with better men they never lie quite still,
So I got served with rotten eggs,
and kicks and spits,
and sticks and stones, that broke my bones.

Then I become a mariner, in the navy I enrolled
I learned from ranking better men, to do as I'd been told.
But here's the thing with better men, it's hard to make them pleased,
So all I got was chains and rope
And rotten eggs,
and kicks and spits,
and sticks and stones, that broke my bones.


I begged, I worked, I fought so hard
To keep my consience clean
But there is always better men
Who will treat you mean
However hard you try my friend
Youll always fall out short
And all you get is broken hopes,
And rotten eggs
and chains and ropes,
and kicks and spits,
and sticks and stones, that brake your bones!

So now I am a buccaneer that sail the seven seas,
preying on them better men for riches I can seize.
And if they think they're better still, I bring them to their knees,
Then I give them a taste of the old keel and plank,
and rotten eggs,
and chains and rope
and kicks and spits,
and sticks and stones, that brake their bones!
Track Name: Libertalia
There's a tattooed man with a cut off hand, got tales to tell from a faraway land,
without both king and noble man, in the grand Libery Town

A free port where you'll never see, no royal laws, authority,
where speech is free and so shall be, in the Grand Libery Town.
If you enter the docks by the smugglers stairs, there be a ship that will take you there,
fortune or your rank won’t matter here, in the grand Libery Town

Land of the free, Liberta – a –li - a governed by the people of the…

Land of the free, Liberta – a –li - a governed by the people of the sea.

The harlot sits on the high seat throne, the slave in robes and a golden crown
The noble man wears a jester’s cap, in the grand Libery Town.
The hinges are stolen from the prison door, the gallows are lacking rope and more,
The Hangman is armed with a rotten oar, in the grand Libery Town.

Land of the free, Liberta – a –li - a governed by the people of the…
Land of the free, Liberta – a –li - a governed by the people of the sea.

What's mine is your's and your's is mine, sharing gold and bread and wine,
no locked doors or greedy swines, in the grand Libery Town.
Track Name: Ship is Sinking
When I woke up this night ye ship was sinkin’
Ye lifeboat is wrecked and ye ship is sinkin
The lookout is drunk and ye ship is sinkin’
Fire is loose and ye ship is sinkin’

So – cut off the ropes cause ye ship is sinkin’
The captain’s marooned and ye ship is sinkin’
Ye riggin’s ablaze an’ ye ship is sinkin’
Cut the prisoners loose, cause ye ship is sinkin’

Now
Starboard be to the left, larboard now to the right, nowhere be land in sight
SHIP IS SINKING
The rudder be in a spin, water is flooding in
SHIP IS SINKING DOWN

Now spit in your hat cause ye ship is sinkin’
Finish yer rum cause ye ship is sinkin’
Sweet Molly me love ye ship is sinkin’
I curse you Marlene now ye ship is sinkin’

Learn how to swim cause ye ship is sinkin’
Take off yer boots cause ye ship is sinkin’
Man all the pumps, cause ye ship is sinkin’
Climb fer the nest, cause ye ship is sinkin’

All hands on deck cause ye ship is sinkin’
gangplank fer all cause ye ship is sinkin’
swabboy be captain when ye ship is sinkin’
Settle yer debts cause ye ship is sinkin’


Swallow yer hat, cause ye ship is sinkin’
Say all yer prayers cause the ship is sinkin’
Abandon all hope cause ye ship is sinkin’
An’ shiver me timbers ye ship is sinkin’

Now
Starboard be to the left, larboard now to the right, nowhere be land in sight
SHIP IS SINKING
The rudder be in a spin, water is flooding in
SHIP IS SINKING DOWN
Track Name: Cat o' Nine
And ye cat o’ nine is a deer old friend of mine
Fer fighting every day with me hide I shall pay
A good whippin’ now n’ then helps inspire all ye men
As ye officer on deck flays ye skin of me neck


Me mother n’ me father so much trouble must have had
To teach their little laddie what is good n’ what is bad
:N’ they cursed me name – You ought to feel ashamed!
-Come here you little prick! N’ they whipped me with the stick

And ye cat o’ nine is a deer old friend of mine
Fer drinkin every day with me hide I shall pay
A good whippin’ now n’ then helps inspire all ye men
As ye officer on deck flays ye skin of me neck

You see I learned to take a liking in that sting upon me ass
I’m a naughty little lad I used to tell me pretty lass.
I deserve to be punished, so put me on yer lap
Upon me rosy buttocks, I want a loving slap

And ye cat o’ nine is a deer old friend of mine
Fer gamblin every day with me hide I shall pay
A good whippin’ now n’ then helps inspire all ye men
As ye officer on deck flays ye skin of me neck

But during her confession, me lass she sold me out
If me father heard of this he’d have me killed there is no doubt
: So I ran from home, fast as a pistol shot
N’ joined the royal navy, where I get spanked a lot!

And ye cat o’ nine is a deer old friend of mine
Fer causing trouble every day with me hide I shall pay
A good whippin’ now n’ then helps inspire all ye men
As ye officer on deck flays ye skin of me neck

And ye cat o’ nine is a deer old friend of mine
Fer being punished every day with me hide I shall pay
A good whippin’ now n’ then helps inspire all ye men
As ye officer on deck flays ye skin of me neck
Track Name: Fisher Lass
Calm be the sea by morning's first light,
As birds wings in feathered flight
boldly stride gale an' gentle breeze
To earn a crust from hostile seas - from hostile seas

Birds castin' eye to the lass in the surge
weeping a solemn dirge.
her watery eyes doth tell no lies
her sorrow's seen clear from the skies - clear from the skies

Please my love come back to me,
godspeed my love, my dear.
I pray you will come back to me
Your lonely fisher lass.

Her lovers fate at tempests swirl
Thus grieve our fisher girl
the gulls they vow the oceans wide to scour
bringing her news in darkest hour - in darkest hour

By noon the stricken ship was found
halted and run aground.
On watered rocks that sharp as needles be honed
Lay fisher boy by death now be owned - by death now be owned

Her locket so proud around his neck
Now loosened by skillful peck
carried to the shore by solemn bill
To fisher lass who stands there still - Who stands there still

Come next morn, a single white cloth
cradled in oceans froth.
lovers by the cold dark waves now caressed,
all left behind a fisher lass' dress - a fisher lass' dress