sixteenth cut
No pirate pubs, no pirate ports, no pirate anything here. I can't even find a single place that has the atmosphere of home. Yeah, there's Xanadu, I guess. But the people there get stuffy real quick and I really don't give a crap if you're some kind of death god or not. I? I don't believe in any god. So preach and holler all you want; I've got a finger that can fit nicely into my ear and block out your nonsense.
Oi, a bottle of sake or a good old case of rum would be good right about now, but I'm craving a ship. A deck where I can rest my head, a crow's nest where I can scope out the ocean. Hell, I'll even go for a cabin for all I care.
Meh, no use bitching about it though.
Oi, Zell. One of the cats pissed on my shoe - I think it's time for some kitty-cat stew.
Oi, a bottle of sake or a good old case of rum would be good right about now, but I'm craving a ship. A deck where I can rest my head, a crow's nest where I can scope out the ocean. Hell, I'll even go for a cabin for all I care.
Meh, no use bitching about it though.
Oi, Zell. One of the cats pissed on my shoe - I think it's time for some kitty-cat stew.