step out, step away from the light.
we go shining our torches down a path..
chasing stars, chasing dreams..
the salt in the air beckons tonight
a talking parrot calls for the the captain
a black patch over the eye
never ending thirst for barrels of sweet ale
mutineers walk the plank or simply slain.
a canon shot to announce a raid
a lookout to shout "land ahoy"...
a black flag with them skull and bones
im ready!..im chasing pirates tonight.
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