Lyrics:

Can't funk with the feel
Or with the other three
This mother load
Comin' atcha, all 3-Ds
We got big news
The party boat is here
The band is kicking
And I see lots of beers
And I believe there is gambling
On the deck just below from here
We got Greedo
Solo to the rear
They know the deal
Sacks packed and stacked with
Pieces of eight
A sailor's life for me
Live free or die
Never look a bounty hunter in the eye
Damn
Now where were we?
I think aces high
Sleeves are rolled
Tremendous diamonds
And a mouth of gold
I spent many years a rambling
I'll never change these foolish ways
'Cause fortune tellers make a killing nowadays
Best keep living like a castaway
With my sack packed
Pieces of eight
A sailor's life for me
Live free or die
Never look a merman in the eye
Damn