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Post by lolliezed on Jan 22, 2009 20:43:59 GMT -6
It's been quiet around here today on the ship. Sooo i've been ignoring the dirt in the shagpile and, after a hard mornings graft swabbin the grog closet i i poured myself a nice cup of quietly cammomile tea......err i mean rum and warbling to myself my edition of an old sea shanty lovingly recalled from our dear old ship. Castaway's on a dead man's chest. Yo ho ho & a bottle of rum. Drink & the devil had done for the rest. Yo ho ho & a bottle of rum. bear lovers fixed by the bosuns pike. yo ho ho & a bottle of rum. bear grylls brained with a marlin's spike. Yo ho ho & a bottle of rum. Pirate's cheered and drank all night yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. shagpile dance on the very sight yo ho ho & a bottle of rum.
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Post by redbudacres on Jan 23, 2009 16:30:00 GMT -6
LMFAO!!!!!! *clap* *clap* Take a bow dear!!!
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Post by lolliezed on Jan 23, 2009 19:44:22 GMT -6
Oops you overheard my revelry.
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Post by redbudacres on Jan 24, 2009 10:31:35 GMT -6
oh...speaking of.....I LOVE that song!!! Not the shanty, well, I love it too, but the other song!
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Post by feistylaracroft on Jan 24, 2009 12:17:53 GMT -6
LMBO...Great one Lollie.....
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Post by lolliezed on Jan 27, 2009 4:19:24 GMT -6
Yeah Red, that's a good album. I am loving so many songs from there at the mo. Oh and thanky Lara
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Post by feistylaracroft on Jan 27, 2009 10:08:55 GMT -6
You're welcome Lollie...
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Post by redbudacres on Feb 27, 2009 21:40:27 GMT -6
Rhymin' And Stealin'
Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all about I'm gonna board your ship and turn it on out No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder 'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colder Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas And if you've got beef - you'll get capped in the knees We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest
(chorus) Most illingest b-boy - I got that feeling Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
Snatching gold chains - vicking pieces of eight I got your money and your honey and the fly name plate We got wenches on the benches - and bitties with titties Housing all girlies from city to city One for all and all for one Taking out M.C.'s with a big shotgun All for one and one for all Because the Beastie Boys have gone A.W.O.L. Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat
Big biting suckers getting thrown in the moat We got maidens and wenches - man they're on the ace Captain Bly is gonna die when we break his face
(repeat chorus)
Ali Baba and the forty thieves
Torching and crakin' and rhymin' and stealin' Robbin' and raping - busting two in the ceiling I'm wheeling' - I'm dealin' - I'm drinking, not thinking Never cower, never shower - and I'm always stinking Yo ho ho and a pint of Brass Monkey And when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funky Skirt chasing, free basing - killing every village We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage
(repeat chorus)
I've been drinking my rum - a Def son of a gun I fought the law and I cold won Black Beard's weak - Moby Dick's on the tick 'Cause I pull out my jammy and squeeze off six My pistol is loaded - I shot Betty Crocker Deliver Colonel Sanders down to Davey Jones' locker Rhymin' and stealin' in a drunken state And I'll be rockin' my rhymes all the way to Hell's gate
(repeat chorus)
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