Lyrics:

(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult) Yeah Can't funk with the feel Or with the other three This mother load Comin' atcha, all 3D's We got big news The party boat is here The band is kicking And I see lots of beer 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