The Pirate Queen's Jig

Verse 1

The sails are torn, the hull is weak

The cabin boy has turned unique

But Captain Scurvy Redbeard stands

With loaded pistols in his hands

His crimson whiskers catch the gale

He drinks his whiskey from a pail

There is no peace upon this ship

Just stomping boots and a dancing hip

Chorus

To me way, hay, up she rises

Scurvy Redbeard’s full of surprises

Sing the shanty, shake your bones

We’re dancing down to Davy Jones

Loose in the joints and light in the head

We’ll jig our way till we’re bloody dead

Verse 2

The first mate Barnaby lost a shoe

But Redbeard barks, "On with the crew"

The mates are jumping, wild and loud

An obnoxiously chaotic crowd

They’re swinging from the rigging ropes

With roaring laughs and wild hopes

They’re doing flips, they’re smashing plates

The most obnoxious ship of mates

Chorus

To me way, hay, up she rises

Scurvy Redbeard’s full of surprises

Sing the shanty, shake your bones

We’re dancing down to Davy Jones

Loose in the joints and light in the head

We’ll jig our way till we’re bloody dead

Bridge

The captain bellows loud and clear

"Play the squeezebox for all to hear"

They’re chugging rum, they’re doing jigs

They’re acting like a bunch of pigs

An absolute theatrical mess

Of nautical, unhinged excess

Verse 3

Then up steps Floof, the Pirate Queen

In royal purple, black, and green

Her velvet coat is dark as night

A terrifying, flashy sight

She draws her blade, she takes the wheel

And makes the dancing captain kneel

Now Scurvy’s crew obeys her command

The loudest choir in all the land

Chorus

To me way, hay, up she rises

Scurvy Redbeard’s full of surprises

Sing the shanty, shake your bones

We’re dancing down to Davy Jones

Loose in the joints and light in the head

We’ll jig our way till we’re bloody dead

Verse 4

They hoisted up her midnight flag

A purple patch and a blackened rag

Now Scurvy’s clapping on the beat

With blisters on his captain feet

She leads the chant, they spin around

The wildest ship that can be found

From starboard side to larboard rail

The fashion icons of the gale

Outro

Heave-ho, hi-ho, haul her away

We’ll sing and dance till the break of day

Purple and black and a beard of fire

One last stomp as the waves rise higher