Pirate's Scorn

Arr, when I was a young lad, my father said to me
«Arr, lend an ear, learn some pirate history
Once a fearsome pirate ruled the seven seas
He was your great-great-great-grand-pappy, Quint Skurvy»
He told me tall tales of his ill-begotten gains
But the greatest treasure of them all still haunts me to this day
I’ll make you swab the deck and then I’ll throw you in the brig
I swear I’ll make you walk the plank to right the wrong you did
The day you mess with Skurvy, arr, you’ll wish you’re never born
When the coconut is mine, then you’ll feel this pirate’s scorn
He hid it in an idol where it stayed for many years
But the eye of Inka Dinka Doo did shed the crystal tear
It lay upon the ground until, much to my surprise
A stupid ape just wandered by and snatched my treasured prize
He discovered it possessed extraordinary power
And stealing it from Skurvy would be his darkest hour
I’ll make you swab the deck and then I’ll throw you in the brig
I swear I’ll make you walk the plank to right the wrong you did
The day you mess with Skurvy, arr, you’ll wish you’re never born
When the coconut is mine, then you’ll feel this pirate’s scorn
Ya-ha-ha-harr!
Alright then, crew
Let’s show these filthy landlubbers what we’re made of
Are ya ready?
Let 'er rip!
I’ll make you swab the deck and then I’ll throw you in the brig
I swear I’ll make you walk the plank to right the wrong you did
The day you mess with Skurvy, arr, you’ll wish you’re never born
When the coconut is mine, then you’ll feel this pirate’s scorn
When the coconut is mine, then you’ll feel this pirate’s scorn
Arr!