| Pirates: |
Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul
Yo oh heave ho
There are men whose hearts as as black as coal.
Yo oh heave ho |
| Inkspots: |
And they sailed their ship cross the
ocean blue
A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew. |
| Alligators: |
It's as dark a tale as was ever told
of the lust for treasure and the love of gold. |
| Pirates: |
Shiver my timers, shiver my sides.
Yo oh heave ho.
There are hungers as strong as the wind and tides.
Yo oh heave ho. |
| Possums: |
And those buccaneers drowned their
sins in rum. |
| Monkey: |
The devil himself would have called
them scum. |
| Crabs: |
Every man aboard would have killed his
mate
for a bag of guineas or a piece of eight. |
| Alligators: |
A piece of eight. |
| Octopus |
A piece of eight. |
| Mosquitos: |
Five, six, seven, eight. |
| Stone Faces: |
Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not
right.
Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight.
Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware. |
| Crabs: |
When de money in de ground dere's
murder in de air. |
| Totems: |
Murder in de air. |
| Stone Faces: |
One more time now. |
| Pirates: |
Shiver my timers, shiver my bones.
Yo oh heave ho.
There are secrets that sleep with old Davey Jones.
Yo oh heave ho. |
| Snakes: |
When the mainsail's set and the
anchor's weighed.
There's no turning back from any course that's laid. |
| Skulls: |
And when greed and villany sail the
sea.
You can bet your boots there'll be treachery. |
| Pirates: |
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails.
Dead men tell no tales. |
