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Ye Banished Privateers

It Matters Not...

 

It Matters Not...

(album: Songs And Curses - 2012)


Well hi there lad, so wishes you, to join our godforsaken crew?
I wonder what dark deeds you did, to leave behind that wife and kid.

Mine is a tale of death and grief, I thought I caught a burglar-thief.
I'd been out to have a glass, and found in bed a strangers arse.
I grabbed me pot and cracked his head, and there beside him in me bed,
Me pretty love, me wife Marlene. "You killed the taxman Ted" She screamed!

Well all of that is past and gone, it matters not now what you've done.
But next time clean your pot ahead, cause you don't want piss in bed.

Invested had for many years, a jewish friend and I in shares.
Now his daughter was a bride to be, and for the wedding he sent me.
To sell our shares and to make sure, her chastity was well secure
But her nanny had me drunk and I then craved for jewish cherry-pie.

Well all of that is past and gone, it matters not now what I've done.
But I in bed the lassie laid, and the Nanny a fortune made

You see that man there on the deck, he killed a priest for gambling debts,
Then donned the robes upon his neck, and went to church to tenth collect.
To pay his debt, had come the time, he bet and lost his every dime.
So now he preaches for out lot, that steal and murder, thou shall not.

Well all of that is past and gone, it matters not now what he's done.
But when his drunk he screams and moans Lets roll them lucky bones!

But worst of all our captain is, she used to be a noble miss.
Rich in beauty, gold and health, she lived a life of joy and wealth.
But meant to wed the Prince of Wales, she ran away and set her sails,
'Cause better then to flee from land, than to merry a bloody Englishman!

Well all of that is past and gone, it matters not now what she's done.
She's sailed the seven seas for years, and the Limies her name fears

Well all of that is past and gone, it matters not now what we've done.
You've past the point of no return, and the pirate trade shall learn.

done

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