Inn'O Galleon (Explicit)

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 ****

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 ****

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