1. |
No Deal
02:06
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(Instrumental)
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2. |
Left Behind
03:58
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We're out of money
We're out of home
20 years in service
Now of neither I have none
Eating their dinner
They're all wearing fur
We're 200 million
Out in the curb
They say we're lazy
They say we are bad
You can call us crazy
And yeah we are all going mad
We are the ones
They don't care
We are the ones
They forgot about
We are the ones
Hopeless and f'-d up
We are the ones
Left behind
The system is broken
No penny they spare
While my belly is empty
So I could not care
The fortune they promised me
all just for merit
Flushed down you will see
By capital parrots
They say we're lazy
They say we are bad
You can call us crazy
And yeah we are all going mad
We are the ones
They don't care
We are the ones
They forgot about
We are the ones
Hopeless and f'-d up
We are the ones
Left behind
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3. |
Behead the Captain
03:05
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Along with the title
Came a problem, you know
He was Drunken with power,
With lust and with gold
We as poor deckhands
Won't follow his will
In our ship we stand
Our lifes lie in this sea
Stupid and Greedy
The bastard's a fool
We won't take his orders
He's drunk as a rule
[Bridge]
No we won't take it
We won't take no more
A fed up disloyal
Always looking for
More gold and more power
And under his hat
An empty head
With no virtue above his neck
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4. |
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A Prologue
Two men from the same belly
One raised for the military
The other a man of God,
A man of the cloth.
The soldier, he fought;
he honed his ire, his pride.
He rose quickly throught the ranks.
The other, the shepherd of men
abandoned his celestial vows
and made a promise to the sea,
in search of liberty, freedom and fortune.
Their paths finally converged
on opposite sides,
the older boy chose the king
The other had no loyalties
But to his own will and actions.
Two fearsome captains,
Two men bound by name,
Bound by blood,
Brothers.
Now fierce opponents
The acrid smell of their gunpowder
cut the night.
The tragic cries of their battle
travelled a thousand leagues
across the stillborn seas.
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The Jack and the Black
They chose life on the sea
Loyalty or greed
To rise and be free
Or follow the queen's decree
Respected they were
A ship they could stir
No killing amateur
Moral is always a blur
Through storms they'd arise
Through pain reach for the skies
It's easy to see in the eyes
What was their bigger prize
Blood bound they were
Never doubted they were sure,
The way without return
One lives, the other shall burn
In the distance they spotted
Each other they knew
Their lines were now knotted
They alerted their crews
When ships were aligned,
And blood had been spilled
A shot was then fired
Fate was fulfilled
(Bridge)
Through storms they'd arise
Through pain reach for the skies
It's easy to see in the eyes
What was their bigger prize
Blood bound they were
Never doubted they were sure,
The way without return
One lives, the other shall burn
(Chorus)
They sailed every sea,
With wind on their backs,
No mercy, on a spree
For the Jack or the Black
They cry out loud
They chose their own side
For freedom, sing proud
Is the court your pride?
(Guitar solo)
(Chorus)
(Accordion and violin duel)
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5. |
The Clauss
03:09
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(Instrumental)
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