(Strong whiskey and fast women!)
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Tell me now captain where's the hidden loot
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hidden out in the enemy shoes
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I want the drag of the rope as I hang on in the wind
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just trying to figure out what kind of trouble we're in
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Call the guards upon the castle walls
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Began to pray, pickle your fall
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cause I'm taking out one prisoner around here
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cause we're spreading our disease start smellin' your fears
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Spreading our disease start smellin', start smellin' your fears
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Just tell em we're coming and the oceans cold
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torn all paper baby broken bones
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cause the facts they have written are right and bold
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nothing will stand between us and that gold
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tell em were coming at the stories untold
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torn all paper baby broken bones
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cause the facts they have written are right and bold
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nothing will stand between us and that gold
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Bring the torches, sticks and fat hanus
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In the night where were gonna need a whole lot a light
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The dungeons dark and the caverns deep
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Don't you ever close your eyes don't you ever fall asleep
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Keep your swords out by your sides
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There ain't no place in this whole damn world that you can hide
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In this fight you will be till you die
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So buckle it tight and hang on hang on for the ride
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Just tell em we're coming and the oceans cold
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torn all paper baby broken bones
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cause the facts they have written are right and bold
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nothing will stand between us and that gold
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tell em were coming at the stories untold
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torn all paper baby broken bones
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cause the facts they have written are right and bold
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nothing will stand between us and that gold
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Oceans Cold
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The Devil Makes Three |