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