Lyrics:
steering I feel like Brady the way that we Buccaneering They watching the career that I'm engineering I'll probably end up in Forbes on this trajectory I
when Anne met Mary Read A pirate siren Female tyrant Together they terrorised the sea A buccaneering team Oh they plundered and murdered and raided
roses in red thread worked upon her sails With sacks of purple amethysts, the spoils of buccaneering, Skins of musky yellow wine, and silks in bales, Her
Buccaneering Boris We can see the light, a croc of shite Crocus of hope The nights are long and the morning frost Bites you when you're down and lost
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