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