Pirates - The Burning Hell

Well the pirates are all tired

It’s time to give up life at sea

They’ve all bought property in the neighbourhood

They’ll be living next to you and me

The PTA had a meeting today

About the children and they don’t know what to do

And the clergymen say what about the church, then?

And the cops are shaking in their boots

St. Francis doesn’t have a chance

This is not fair this is not right

You landlubbers, lock your cupboards

Keep your daughters out of sight

Those pirates have chlamydia

And their hair is full of lice

And in a few short weeks this nice little town

Will be ridden with sin and vice

There won’t be many smiling faces

And things will get a little out of hand

Yo-ho, make way for chaos

When the pirates come to land

Their clothes are strange

And I heard they never change

And their names are hard to say

And once they come and settle down

They’ll never go away

I never put a stock in the character

Of the seafaring, ship-going sort

With their ---ings and their peg legs

And their stink of --- sort

Who knows, they might be murderers

Or pedophiles or godless communists

Or worse, they might be liberals

And we just can’t take that risk

‘Cause with every eye patch

Every skull and cross-bones flag

Every funny pointed hat and every sword

There’s one more reason to show them all the door

There won’t be many smiling faces

And things will get a little out of hand

Yo-ho, make way for chaos

When the pirates come to land

There won’t be many smiling faces

And things will get a little out of hand

Yo-ho, make way for chaos

When the pirates come to land