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Surrender the Booty! (2006)
Musical Blades
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
We come from the sea, to be in your company
We’re dumb, we’re funny, but looks aren’t everything
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
Anachronistic, Egotistical Blades
We’ve been entertaining, and sometimes offending
Audiences, since the turn of the century
And we do it with a show that we rated PG-14
Wait a minute mate, there’s too many syllables in the line
What’s syllables mean?
What’s anachronistic mean?
I don’t even know what egotistical means.
You don’t?
No.
Well that’s strange, because if you look that word up in the dictionary, your picture’s right next to it.
It is?
Yea.
I'm Famous!
Not even.
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
We come from the sea, to be in your company
We’re dumb, we’re funny, but looks aren’t everything
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
Anachronistic, Egotistical Blades
Dum, Dum, Dum, Dum AHOO!
Dum, Dum, Dum…..
Wait, wait, wait….. That’s just stupid mate.
No it’s not, it’s “Dumb”
A little bit of comedy is exactly what you need if you’re ever going to get any where.
And we welcome you folks with a few tasteless jokes…..
Ohhh, his breath smells so bad it’s like his tongue farted
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
We come from the sea, to be in your company
We’re dumb, we’re funny, but looks aren’t everything
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
Anachronistic, Egotistical Blades
Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid AHOO
Stupid, Stupid, Stupid….
No, no, no mate. That’s just dumb!
No it’s not, it’s “Stupid”
Sometimes in our shows we sing
Sometimes in our shows we do sword fights
Sometimes we tell bad jokes
If everyone’s not too uptight
But with our witty dialog, and choreography
We’re only here for just one thing….
Your money!
That’s right, gratuity is much appreciated, and after our show’s over we will be passing our hats and mugs around, and if you have enjoyed our presentation please show your appreciation with a dollar or two….
Mate…. Mate… hey… you’re going to scare them off.
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
We come from the sea, to be in your company
We’re dumb, we’re funny, but looks aren’t everything
We’re Blades, The Musical Blades
Anachronistic, Egotistical Blades
Sit back and enjoy the music, of the music-al blades….
Do Waa!
Spanish Ladies
Fare thee well and adieu to you, Spanish ladies,
Fare thee well and adieu to you, ladies of Spain;
For the captain is restless and our purses are empty
But we hope in a short time to see you again.
cho: We'll rant and we'll roar like buccaneer villains,
We'll rant and we'll roar across the salt seas;
Until we take prizes with our steel and our cannon:
And in front of our roger let every man flee.
Our crew are all villains some robbers some huntsmen
Others are bastards or runaway slaves
Our captain's a villain well known for his killin,
Our ship's called the Rancor and rolls on the waves.
Then we bring her about, and we sail for the trade routes
Then we bring her about, toward that merchantman steer!;
We'll give them a broadside in the way of a warning
Then rob them all blind while they look on in fear.
So the first ship we took was laden with whiskey
The next ship we took was laden with gold
We've jewels and spices, fine silks and fine linens
But we'll plunder the seas until we've a full hold!
Now let every man here drink up his full bottle,
Let every man here drink up his full bowl;
For we will be jolly and drown melancholy,
In the morning weigh anchor and onward we roll!
Dead Men Tell No Tales
John was a merchant on the Warf and had been his whole life
Sold fine goods and pottery, took the money home to his wife
- Oh, that was nice of him
- Sounds like he was booty whipped to me
Wrong place at the wrong time, witnessed the murder of Ray McClask
- Ray McClask, who’s that?
- Some guy I owed money to
- Who don’t you owe money to?
And now he’ll be talking to no one lads, for he sleeps with a knife in his back
Way Oh Well, Dead Men Tell No Tales (x4)
In the pub one evening I sat content and happily
Woman at me side kissing me neck, my hand upon her knee
- Oh, frisky
When in walked a man who knew me, and walked right up to see
“Hey Patch” he said with a sarcastic grin
- How’s the wife and kids mate
And he never again was seen
Way Oh Well, Dead Men Tell No Tales (x4)
I once lay with the kings daughter
- You’re lying
- What king?
- Isn’t she married?
She was well built and twenty-three
- he he he, canons
- canons?
- Yea, you know, dairy canons
I left her with a present
- Oh, that was nice of you. What’d you leave her, flowers? Chocolates?
- He he, Candy
- Well you’ve seen her son haven’t you?
- Yea, he’s a cute little two year old and…
- Yea, he’s so… No…. you didn’t
The boy looks just like me
- You really think he’s cute?
- What if her husband finds out
- He’ll grind your bones mate
- Oh I assure you he already knows
- He does?
- Yea, and he don’t want me coming back leaking word that his son has the blood of a pirate
- I can imagine, pirates is scary
- You’re a pirate idiot
- Oh yea
He wants me head on a skewer, and to send me straight to hell
- Well that’s not very nice
- Yea, what’s he want to do that for?
- I already told you
Dead men tell no tales
Way Oh Well, Dead Men Tell No Tales (x4)
- Alright so what are we going to do with this body
- Ah, just leave it here
- Leave it here, what if someone says something
- Who’s going to say something, him
- He can’t talk, he’s dead dead
- Exactly and dead men tell no tales
Way Oh Well….
- Stop it
- Sorry
Recountal
Ohh (Ha Ha… That’s right mate!)
Here in me life as a sailor I live upon the sea
Me hold is filled with treasure and me heart is filled with glee
I fought in a hundred battles, and won about ninety-three
But in that dreaded seven I was drunk as I could be
(HEY HEY)
Tiddly Aye, uh dye, uh dye dee dye dee dye
Tiddle opay dope a dope a dope a dye, dye, dye
I once knew a girl from England, jubbilies nice and round
Not a better girl in England for me to ever be found
I went to rolling her in the hay and the secret that I found
Was her husband came home early and he chased me out of town
(OHHH)
Tiddly Aye, uh dye, uh dye dee dye dee dye
Tiddle opay dope a dope a dope a dye, dye, dye
I’ve been called a nasty pirate, one from the sea to fear
A buccaneer, a brigand, cutthroat and a privateer.
I’m just a carefree sot among ye lot, I’ve made port at this here peer
And I’d rather have a bottle of rum than a keg full of beer.
(HEY)
Tiddly Aye, uh dye, uh dye dee dye dee dye
Tiddle opay dope a dope a dope a dye, dye, dye
I’ve had me share of kitty and I’ve had me share of fights
Sailed from Ireland to Singapore and gloated with due rights
I’ve hardened me heart to the lassies and never once lost sight of me goals
But I’ve fathered a bunch of bastards from Caribbean to the Shoals.
(OH NOOO)
A Bottle In Front Of Me
A bottle in front of me, when out to sea
Not even the wrath of the storm discourages me
We’ll fight and loot and plunder and pillage and sing
And it started with just a bottle in front of me
One bottle away, pull into the Bay
Oh it’s going to be a glorious day. HEY BOYS
They’ll wonder what hit when we finally pull away
And all with only one bottle away
Two bottles down, you’ll hear the sound
Of raucous laughter on the deck and all around
Celebrate the loot and plunder that we found
Me hearties, HEY let’s have another round
Three bottle gone, sail into the sun
With our bellies full of lots of glorious rum, HEY BOYS
We’ll think about the battle yet to come
And crack open our forth bottle of rum
Four bottles go by, we start to cry
Oh how we miss our families through the night
But we know they’ll stretch our necks if we’re in sight
Reality hits when four bottle go by
Some people say, we drink to much
A pirate crew is just a bunch of drunks
It’s the price we pay if we want to be free
And it started with just a bottle in front of me.
Pirate Heaven
When I die, I want to go to Pirate Heaven
When I die, all me gold and me plunder go with me
When I die don’t want to be too far from the crashing of the water
When I die, I’ll make history
Go ahead and place the coins upon me eyes
For I’ll add it to me plunder when I die
And when I reach the river Styx and the fairy man ask me for me two bits
I’ll hold me cutlass up and rob him blind
So tighten up this noose around me neck
Fire true, your canon blast across the main deck
And when me ship goes down in flames, Davy Jones will no me name
And I’ll run the bastard through and take his place
Me mates will throw a party when I’m gone
Strong ale, a strumpet and lots and lots of rum
But when canons fire across the bow, I’ll be sitting here on me cloud
And watch them each show up to meet me one by one
They put a rope around me neck, and I fell with a sickening drop
At the end of the line I heard me neck crack, but I didn’t stop
The next thing I was standing on the deck, of the ghost ship Annabel Lee
And I spoke with the ancient mariner and here’s what he said to me
On the other side of this ocean lies a buccaneers delight
All the wenches wanting a tumble, and the men all wanting a fight
Roam
In the evening with me chores near done I heard me mother bold
Come along young kipper, yer food be getting cold\
As I cleaned up for supper, I heard me pa cry out
A galleon pulled into port just now
And wondered what about
Chorus:
Roam, me bully roam
Through the crashing of the sea
Fear not yon Davy Jones
Be brave me fine young kipper
Set out and make history
Till you again come sailing home
With me family lying fast asleep I tiptoed through the house
And out the door and down to the Warf to see what the fuss was about
She stood in all her glory, for all the world to see
Twelve guns, three mast, and man named Jack
Said boy would you like to see her
Chorus Repeat:
He tipped his bottle to his mouth and offered me a sip.
With a smile said son, perhaps you’re to young, a mans drink holds quite a kick.
I took the bottle from him, his words offended me\
Begging your pardon, excuse me sir, I’m nearly seventeen.
Chorus Repeat:
Wind blow a gust over the bow as we stepped onto the deck
The chill in the air dropped, I heard creaking of the ship
A vessel full of history I knew I’d never know
For me father’d be waiting with chores at home
And nare allow me to go
Chorus Repeat:
And then the rum it hit me, just like a cannon ball
The ship rocked a bit, daring me to fall
My vision all went blurry, coordination quite a wreck
And I heard the laughter of Jack set in
As he pushed me to the deck
Chorus Repeat:
I woke up to a mid-day sun on deck my first sea day
A vision of me mother, tears streaming down her face
Clutching at me pillow, father looking out to sea
Cursing the dreaded galleon ship
My boy was only fifteen
Chorus Repeat x2
I Want to be Rich
- You know what mates, I’m tired of this! We’ve been out here for weeks and ain’t seen nutin. I’m sick of this cheap wine, and I’m sick of this hard tack. I want a good meal and an expensive bottle of rum. That’s what I want.
- I want a soft bed to lie on
- I want a soft woman to lie with
- I want a puppy
- I want some entertainment! I’m bored to tears
- I want a puppy!
- What do you want Patch?..... Patch?
- Oh, sorry…. I want to be rich
- Well we all want to be rich, mate. What do you think we’re out here for?
- No, you don’t understand. I REALLY want to be rich….
I want to be rich, I want be rich
I want to leave my life at sea, spend my money on a fat bar wench
- Heh, heh
- Eww
I want to be rich
I want to put down oar, get off at shore
Head into town and show them all what for
Buy a drink for every lady in the pub
Show the mates what a real rich mans made of
Want to wear my hair just right
- What hair
- That’s not the point, shut up
Never wear the same clothes twice
And get off of this ship that’s over run with mice
- EEEEE
I want to satisfy every internal itch
- What?
I want to be rich, I want be rich
I want to leave my life at sea, spend my money on a fat bar wench
- Heh, heh
- Eww
I want to be rich
I want to lay on the beach, sand on my feet
Have little senioritis come and bring me my drink
Something with rum as I soak up the sun
And watch the ships roll in one by one
I want to have fun all night, sleep all day
Or at least until me hangover goes away
I want to satisfy every internal itch.
- Internal itching, mate? Sounds painful
I want to be rich, I want to be rich
I want to leave my life at sea, spend my money on a fat bar wench
- Heh, heh
- Eww
I want to be rich
I want a blonde on me left, red head at me right
Brunette on me back her massage feels nice
I want a driver for me carriage and a house on land
I’ll be done with all ye buggers just as quick as I can
I want to dress real fine, no more cheap wine
With kings and queens that’s where I’ll dine
I want to satisfy every internal itch.
- Who you trying to fool mate? You couldn’t hack it on land. You’re a true and true sailor. You wouldn’t leave the likes of this ship.
- Oh I beg to differ. Haven’t you been listening, you bloody git?
I want to be rich, I want to be richa
I want to leave my life at sea, spend my money on a fat bar wench
- Heh, heh
- Eww
I want to be rich
(Repeat chorus)
- Umm, Patch… Answer me one thing. With all that money… Why a fat bar wench?
- Yea, how about one with a tight midriff, nice booty, and big round jublees?
- No you idiots, PHAT. P….. H…. A. T.
- Oh….. Umm, I can’t spell…..Can I still have a puppy?
Hollywood Pirate
Way oh, heave ho, way oh heave ho
Way oh, heave ho, way oh heave ho
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate
Verse 1:
I want a ship that’s just a set;
I want a gun that fires blank rounds
And I want it all mixed down in THX surround sound
A stunt double that swings from mast to mast,
And falls a hundred feet without a scratch
Then the camera slowly pans to a close-up of me (standing heroically)
Chorus:
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate, see my face on the big screen
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate, live my life vicariously
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate, go to work and have some fun
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate; I want to be a Hollywood Pirate
Way oh, heave ho, way oh heave ho
Way oh, heave ho, way oh heave ho
Verse 2:
I want to spend weeks training for a choreographed fight,
Wear authentic clothes and wig just right
To make myself look more menacing up on the screen
Join the ranks of Johnny Depp and Errol Flynn
The guy that played Sinbad and Dustin Hoffman
- Dustin Hoffman, what pirate movie did he play in?
- You remember, he played Captain Hook in that Peter Pan movie
- Oh yea!
Chorus repeat:
Verse 3:
I want a bad guy to beat during the show
How about that bad guy Russell Crow
And oh, I want the prettiest girl on screen, who shall it be
Salma Hayek will have to do
For my romantic interlude
With our chemistry mixed in we’ll win, up on the screen at the drive in
Chorus repeat:
Verse 4:
I want to join the cast in mutiny
Except box office scrutiny
I want a parrot on my shoulder and a hook for a hand and sail away with Gina Davis to Cutthroat Island
Chorus Repeat:
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate, big summer movie and an all star cast
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate, Academy awards can kiss my… (booty)
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate, that men all fear and women love
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate
I want to be a Hollywood Pirate
A Pirates Life For Me
ME RUM, it’s better than
ME WINE, it’s better than
ME Beer, it’s better than drinking water
Chorus:
Come and sail with me across the seven seas
We’ll fight and loot and plunder and pillage and sing
Ah oo, Ah oo
When the ship leaves bay HEY, it’s a brand new day
And we’ll curse and drink and fight and stink
And live on the sea it’s a pirates life for me
ME SHIP, it's better than
ME BOAT, it's better than
ME HORSE, it’s better than walking
ME WHORE
ME WIFE
And me girlfriend is better than going solo
ME GUN
ME SWORD
ME KNIFE, is better than using me fist ARGH
ME HAIR
ME HAT
ME WIG, but it’s better than being bald… HEY
ME JEWELS
ME COIN
ME PURSE, especially when its empty
The Mermaid Song
Chorus:
Roll your fin over and look out to sea
Young lassie that’s where that I think you should be
It’s not that I don’t think you’re pretty, I do
But in bed with you dear I just haven’t a clue
Verse 1:
With her long blond hair and her big grey eyes…
Wait a minute… Grey eyes?
Yea, it was kind of weird
In a sexy sort of way
Her washboard abs and her scale laden thighs…
Scale laden thighs?
That’s disgusting mate.
She swam at our keel with the greatest of ease
A natural acrobat of the seas
Acrobat eh? What’d she do, flips and turns and
dives?
Like a dolphin.
Yea, and you should’ve seen her in the bedroom
Like a fish out of water I bet
Flopping around and what-not
Chorus Repeat:
Verse 2:
With an hour glass figure I couldn’t resist
And hair that flowed over her milky white…
Shoulders?
Yea, something like that.
With beauty I’d not yet seen in my life
You need to get out more, mate.
I took a fish home and made her my wife.
You’re a sick man!
Chorus Repeat:
Verse 3:
Happy and married honeymoon we did go
I tailed her my flipper and took her in tow
You did what?
I started to have me way with her
Showed her your bait and tackle did you
Wait a minute, she’s a fish!
Yea, well that’s where it got a bit tricky.
I tried and I tried, didn’t know what to do
I hadn’t yet thought it that far through
That’s the first thing I thought of
Yea, me too
We making love is all that I wished
Try that with half human half fish
Ohhhh…..
Chorus Repeat:
Verse 4:
Now that she’s gone, I really miss her
I long for her touch, and longing to kiss her.
Ah, cheer up mate. There’s other fish in the sea.
You’re a real funny guy
If I had her again I’d go one more round
And this time I’d have her go…..
See, now you’re thinking mate.
Chorus Repeat x2:
Bah, mermaids. Can’t swim with’em, can’t live
with’em
Perhaps you should raise your standards
You know, I heard that mermaids can change to
humans anytime they want.
What?!
No, no, actually that’s true, they just can’t turn back
into mermaids after that.
She never told me that
Never trust a fish, mate.
Come on guys, how am I going to get her back?
I don’t know, throw out a line?
Dangle your bait and tackle? (chuckle) You know, I think I was with a mermaid once.
What do you mean you think. You don’t know?
Well… she smelled fishy.
Ohhhhhhhhh…..
What?
Salute the Skull and Crossbones
Chorus: (Well -----)
Salute the skull and crossbones
Deviate from what you’ve been taught
When your captain speaks you’d better be listening
Salute the skull and crossbones
Boy you’d better do what your told
Your mother ain’t here, the devils got your soul
Salute--------
Black and white Jolly Roger and hold full of loot
Verse 1:
We’ve sailed the seas and crossed the shore
Through the Caribbean and around Cape Horn
There ain’t much that we haven’t seen
Great men have fought for the loot you see
We’ve widowed fourteen colonies
With a few more hits we could damn well start our own country, boy
Chorus Repeat:
We’ve gone toe to toe with Spaniards boy
And sunk the ship that we destroyed
After we took a few prisoners
- and a few items of necessity
Some men have died from the ships we’ve looted
And that young lad is why you you’ve been recruited
- Congratulations mate. Welcome aboard
Chorus Repeat:
Don’t second guess me mate, I’ve been at it to long
Batten down the hatches and tie the rigging off
There’s a storm a brewing yonder and only bad luck to thank
Not one more word or you’ll soon be walking the plank
Aarrrggghhh!
Repeat Chorus x2:
HEY!
ARovin
**A rovin a rovin
since rovin's been my ru--in
I'lll go no more a rovin
with you fair maid
In Amsterdam I met a maid
*mark well what I do say
In Amsterdam I met a maid
And she was mistress of her trade
*I'll go no more a rovin with you fair maid
**
I took this maiden for a walk
I gave her whiskey didn't she talk!
I placed my hand upon her toe
she said young rogue, your rather low
I placed my hand upon her knee
she said young rogue your rather free
I placed my hand upon her thigh
she said young rogue your rather high
I placed my hand upn her chest
We did the dance she loved the best
I gave this miss a parting kiss
Above the rest my money I miss!
Booty Bunny
Let me tell you stories about me little daffodil
She’s round in the counter boy you could say she’s rather built
Her midriff’s as solid as the likes you’ve ever seen
But my bunny’s booty is better than anything
Chorus:
She’s my booty bunny, my booty bunny, boys
My booty bunny tips the scale and eleven, on one to ten
My booty bunny, she’s my booty bunny, boy
We just got finished now she wants to start again
My booty bunny, she’s my booty bunny, boy
My booty bunny is better than anything
When I get home at night, I never like to fight
Prefer my evenings filled with pleasure and delight
She likes it when I play on the spot that’s marked with “G”
And she trembles and shakes and shutters and moans
And rips through the sheets with a shattering tone
Gasping for air, her body goes limp, she looks up to me mischievous grin
Ooo wee!
Repeat Chorus:
I like to take her out and show what she’s about
With a trophy at my shoulder hell it carries lots of clout
To people in the neighborhood, lads and lass alike
But when we get home, she rips off her clothes and perfect in time she rips off mine
She heads for the bedroom and bids me come in, I follow her close, mischievous grin
Ooo wee!
Repeat Chorus:
In the pub the other day, I nearly went astray
Another bunny walked in front of me and slowly walked away
She motioned for me to come and nearly follow her I did
But when my bunny walked in with her long blonde hair
Everyone in the bar turned to stop and stare
She walked up to me with a passionate kiss
Everyone in the bar gave a gasp
(gasp)
Ooo wee!
Repeat Chorus:
Now you’ve heard my story boy I know you listened well
Judging from the drool that fell on your lapel
My booty bunny’s beauty is a sight to be seen
But my bunny’s booty is better than anything
Repeat Chorus:
Tiddly Aye Oh
Verse 1:
I once new man with a heart of gold, a fine young lad was he
Grew up on the streets of Liverpool town, could fight since he was three
He was broad but not harsh or callus in personality
And he left on a ship to be a sailor, and never again was seen
Chorus:
Timmy way oh, Timmy way tidily aye oh
Come and sail around the horn
Timmy way oh, Timmy way tidily aye oh
Ship sets sail on the morn (at dawn)
Verse 2:
I once new girl from Liverpool town, refined young lass was she
Grew up with many servants, court danced since she was three
She was blessed with brains and beauty, and a yearning to be free
And she left on a ship with a sailor, and never again was seen
Verse 3:
I once new a man with a hatred for life, and evil bloke was he
Grew up loose lipped on a pirate ship, killed a man at age thirteen
With a scar on his cheek and a hook for a hand he swore to make history
And he attacked the ship full of sailors, and gloated with victory
Verse 4:
Heed me tale young laddies, and bonnie lasses too
I’m not here to scare you, oh but me tales they do ring true
Even the pirates life as a sailor, granted his own fate
He was killed one night in a mutiny, led by his first mate
Holy Ground
- Fare thee well my lovely Dinah,
A thousand times adieu
For we’re going away from the Holy Ground,
And the girls we all love true
We will sail the salt seas over,
And then return for shore
To see again the girls we love,
And the holy Ground once more
FINE GIRL YOU ARE
You're the girl that I adore,
But still I live in hope to see
The holy Ground once more
. - And now the storm is raging,
And we are far from shore
And the good old ship is tossing about,
And the rigging is all tore
And the secret ofmy life, my love,
You're the girl that I adore
But still I live in hope to see,
Holy Ground once more
FINE GIRL YOU ARE
You're the girl that I adore,
But still I live in hope to see
The holy Ground once more
. - And now the storm is over,
And we are safe and well
We will go down to a public house,
And sit and drink like hell
We will drink strong ale and porter,
And we’ll make the rafters roar
And when our money is all spent,
We will go to sea once more
FINE GIRL YOU ARE
You're the girl that I adore,
But still I live in hope to see
The holy Ground once more, FINE GIRL YOU ARE
Sail Home
Sail home, me boys sail home
Let the bowsprit start to sway
Sail home and let god guide our way
Boys sail home
Our hearts skip beat
The wind dost blow
And we sail upon the sea’o
Let the stars and the moon light our way
Oh alas, a parting glance
We pray all your dreams will come to pass
And we bid, a sweet adieu
As we sail home
Boys sail
Away, oo wha a way oh.
Away eh ah a way oh
Away tip, eye oh wap, away
Fear not, for none to fear
And we’ll raise our cups in cheer
And salute you, for without you
We’d be lost
Me hearties home, I long to be
We toast and this time for victory
And remember all of those
We’ve come to know
Boys sail
Away oo wha a way oh. \
Away eh ah a way oh
Away tip, eye oh wap, away
Homeward bound, to Alicante
Lets weigh anchor and pull away
And be joyful and rejoice
In friends we’ve made this day
Sail home, me boys sail home\
Let the bowsprit start to sway
Sail home and let god guide our way
Boys sail
Away oo wha a way oh. \
Away eh ah a way oh
Away tip, eye oh wap, away
Away oo wha a way oh.
Away eh ah a way oh
Away tip, eye oh wap, we go
Boys sail home