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Ye Banished Privateers

Blame The Brits

 

Blame The Brits

(album: Hostis Humani Generis - 2020)


Our ship was sunk, we lost our cat
With all our coin, the Captain's hat
So now we are a stranded bunch
Of cast away privateers
But we won't sob, no we get by like we always do
So join our godforsaken crew and raise your own glass too
But we won't sob, no we get by like we always do
So join our godforsaken crew and raise your own glass too

We left the warmth at Cooper's Inn
We miss our cherry beer and gin
Come join us in our drinking game
And ask us up for a dance
Cause no one knows the art of drinking like our banished crew
And with our bellies filled with rum we'll gladly dance with you
Cause no one knows the art of drinking like our banished crew
And with our bellies filled with rum we'll gladly dance with you

And we blame the Brits
For our misfortunes
Like we always do
While the other crews
Are out there roaming
We are stuck with you

We came to Nassau far too late
Spanish silver not our fate
So now we better find ourselves
A way to get off this rock
But it be hard to find a sloop in this stinking inn
So we will curse but stay right here to drink and laugh and sin
But it be hard to find a sloop in this stinking inn
So we will curse but stay right here to drink and laugh and sin

I lost my head, I lost my crew
I found myself, in a pit of goo
A muddy hole with no way up
What the hell should I do?
The only company I've got is a little frog
But licking it is nearly as good as drinking grog
The only company I've got is a little frog
But licking it is nearly as good as drinking grog

And I blame the Brits
For my misfortunes
Like I always do
While the other crews
Are out there roaming
I am stuck with you

And we blame the Brits
For our misfortunes
Like we always do
While the other crews
Are out there roaming
We are stuck with you

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