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Dicky Moe |
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Hairball
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Arrr! This be our pirate song!
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DICKY MOE
Music & lyrics: Ryan
and Chris Hunter
Well me and me mates are settin’ sail
Lookin’ for a giant whale
Dicky Moe be his name
Harpooning that fat fuck be my game
We searched the ocean for days and days
Wreaking havoc through all the bays
Looked for months to no avail
Trying to hook that giant whale
Me and the crew let out a sigh
Then someone cracks a bottle of rye
We’ll drink until we get our fill
And then we’ll raise some serious hell
But before we know it the drinks be out
And then we get pissed and have to shout
Son of a bitch! X4
(chorus):
Hey!
Yo!
Pass the bottle around!
Well shiver me timbers
Blow me down
I’m fallin’ down onto the ground
We’ll wake up tomorrow and shake it off
And then we’ll have another round
But for now we’re wasted again
Yeah it’s time for debaucherous sin
And leave me alone when I go to bed
Or I’ll have my parrot crap on your head
Dicky Moe! Dicky Moe! Dicky Dicky Dicky Moe! x2
Dicky Moe! Dicky Moe! Dicky Moe Moe Moe! x2
So we find a harbor
With lots of pretty lasses
And use our prosthetic hooks
To smack them on their asses
We partied down with Daphne,
Her friends Scarlett and Nicole
Got ‘em drunk and stuck
Our peg legs up their blow holes
But then their lads showed up
And wanted to have a
little showdown
Come on boys and grab yer swords!
Let’s see how many we can mow down
But then the ladies ran off screaming
Even sweet Nicole
When they saw how many heads we made roll
Son of a bitch! X4
Hey!
Yo!
Pass the bottle around!
Well shiver me timbers
Blow me down
I’m fallin’ down onto the ground
We'll wake up tomorrow and shake it off
And then we’ll have another round
But for now we’re wasted again
Yeah it’s time for debaucherous sin
And leave me alone when I go to bed
Or I’ll have my parrot crap on your head
Dicky Moe! Dicky Moe! Dicky Dicky Dicky Moe! x2
Dicky Moe Dicky Moe Dicky Moe Moe Moe x4
(spoken):
Arrr! Back to ship ye scurvy dogs
Any more mutiny talk and I’ll makes ya walk the plank
Back out at sea
Our man in the crow’s nest
He’s seen Dicky Moe
It’ll be our treasure chest
Load up the harpoon
ARRGH!! There she blows!
Then we’ll sell its blubber
To the fuckin’ Eskimos
We’ll buy new cutlasses
Eye patches and puffy shirts
Retire in the Cayman Islands
And never have to work...AGAIN!
Steady…steady boys!
Aim…
Smile you son of a bitch!
Hey!
Yo!
There’s Dicky Moe!
Pull the trigger
Out it shoots
I think we got a hit!
But then that giant whale
Started pullin’ the entire ship
Grab the extra oars
I think we’ve sprung a leak!
We’re gonna have to plug it up
Or we’re gonna sink
Holy shit! Dammit to hell!
I think we’re goin’ down
And the bottle’s empty
Cause the parrot drank the final round
If we live through this
We’ll make his feathered ass walk the plank
But he flew away
And the rest of us we sank
(one more chorus and
skit)
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