G
Go
G# storm is coming
[?]
Gm
Die
There's no escaping
Gm
We're all anticipating smashing your brains and eyes
Gm
Firing the cannons and raising the flags
Gm
This is the piratical way
Gm
Under the sign of the storm of ale
Gm
Soon with your lives you will pay
Gm Fm
We're losing our minds
D#m Fm
Into the battle and drink what we find
[Chorus] (x2)
Gm A#
Rum, beer, quests, and mead
Fm D#m
These are things that a pirate needs
Gm A#
Raise the flag, and let's set sail
Fm D#m
Under the sign of the storm of ale
Gm
Rum, the finest potion
Gm
It gives me quite the notion
Gm
To vomit over your face
Gm
Beer, so cold as ice
This [?] will suffice
Gm
Drinking through nights and through days
Gm
Quest, this is the meaning of life
Gm
The voyage into the unknown
Gm
G# tankard of mead, is all that I need
Gm
To enter the partying zone
Gm Fm
We're out of control
D#m Fm
Escape from your [?], the depth of your soul
[Chorus] (x2)
Gm A#
Rum, beer, quests, and mead
Fm D#m
These are things that a pirate needs
Gm A#
Raise the flag, and let's set sail
Fm D#m
Under the sign of the storm of ale
Gm Fm
We're losing our minds
D#m Fm
Into the battle and drink what we find
Gm Fm
No, there's no turning back
D#m Fm
Ready for battle, it's time to attack
[Chorus] (x2)
Gm A#
Rum, beer, quests, and mead
Fm D#m
These are things that a pirate needs
Gm A#
Raise the flag, and let's set sail
Fm D#m
Under the sign of the storm of ale