How can I be happy, while Peter Pan is free
How can I be happy when that crocodile contains a part of me
Perhaps I should forgive and forget Smee
Would that make you a happy little man
Perhaps we should return to the high sea
Not until
I can kill
Peter Pan
Who thinks I am foolish, not sailing forth again
Who thinks I am foolish and who thinks I am more chicken then a hen
Don't say the cat got your tounges men
Tell me what you think you know you can
Am I to assume we are content then
Not until
I can kill
Peter Pan
How I'd love to make a handbag of that crocodile
How I'd love to slit the gizzard of that boy
And grind his wretched fairy into fairy dust
That is something I would thoroughly enjoy
Until I have wrecked vengeance we will stay
I trust that no-one wants it any other way
Did I hear a snicker, from someone in my crew
Some thinks they're bigger than the captain and its time the captain knew
It's Pan
He's here
It's him Smee
Now it's time to concoct a little plan
To guarantee he can not escape me
Blood will spill
When I kill
Peter Pan

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