Lyrics:
There'll be no talking today
This place is our own, we're not going away
Broadside!
It is you who can't hide from our
Broadside!
She was the hammer
Broadsheets worth of broadsides
Our founding brothers and sisters weren't just fathers after all
They thought of free speech
They thought of free
STATIONS, COMING BROADSIDE
BEEN CHASING TAILS LIKE THIS FOR ALL MY LIFE
YOU REEL ME IN AND HIT ME MID-SHIPS
AND LEAVE ME GRAPPLING WITH THE MISFITS
I’VE BEEN
before long
I will find you in the vast expanse of water
cnd take the fighting directly to you and your ilk
Our dance is perfection
Broadsides
L'il Staine coming at you from the west side
Bullets coming at you from the broadside
My fit kinda clean where the broads at
Music so hard keeps
the side of you.
A-sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbaree.
For broadside, for broadside, they fought all on the main;
Blow high ! Blow low !
Merchant goods, merchant goods
Nor point our bold guns to the sea
Then broadside and broadside and at it they went
For fully two hours or three
Till Henry
Merchant goods, merchant goods
Nor point our bold guns to the sea
Then broadside and broadside and at it they went
For fully two hours or three
Till Henry
sputtered with blood and the cannons did loudly roar
And broadside and broadside a long time we lay till we could fight no more
And a thousand times I wished
ground, engine singin' like Anita Baker
And if I take a corner too quick you get sick, when I do my handbrake
Trick
Watch me ride, me broadside's wide
pirate a-lookin' for my fee."".
Down along the coast of High Barbary
For broadside, for broadside a long time we lay...
Blow high, blow low, and so sailed
Knocked out in the final round
Never saw it coming
Blue sky from blue
Thinking sparks will fly
Broadsides will be hurled
That capture the truth
from us our rich merchant goods,
merchant goods, merchant goods
Nor point our bold guns to the sea.
Then broadside and broadside and at it they went
For
Forty nautical miles on
Forty fathoms deep
Forty broadsides firing on
The flash of steel will ring
The shanty man shall sing
All for the pirate king
not a pirate but a harmless man-o-war
Sailin' down along the coast of High Barbary
For broadside, for broadside they fought along the main
Blow High!
Polski broadside
Ktoś nam przez mur krzyknął
Dziś na spacerniakach
Gliny postrzeliły
Jasia Narożniaka
Jasia znajomego
Co za ludzie podli
Trzeba by za
a pirate, but a man-o'-war, cried he,
A-sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbary!
For broadside, for broadside,
they fought all on the main,
(Blow high!
goods, merchant goods
Nor will you point our bold guns to the sea
Then broadside and broadside to battle they went
For nearly two hours or three
Till
recedes
All my life it flashes
Back in slow motion
And I know who I am
You ain't the man, you can't do everything
Waters too rough, get smacked broadside
lugging tub of thee
Is tough enough to withstand to a broadside attack
Broaside attack
Gunners at the ready!
Broaside attack
Fire in the hole!
A dozen
and so sailed we
"For we have got some letters to
Be carried home by you"
A-sailing down along the coast
Of High Barbary
For broadside, for broadside
They
creosote footprints everywhere
But you broke all the bones in me
Like a broadside of sticks and stones
I thought I was ready
To step out of my room
But sat
sanctuary
Until it's time to pack it in
O, row, row my ship
With the fire of your breath
And don't lay a broadside on your ship as yet
Blow ye warm
on the broadside, cold spray flying in,
And we'll ride on the swell and our hearts are alive.
Let me make you my seal driver.
I could captain you if you'd crew
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