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
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
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- Psychic Warfare
- Earth Rocker
- Miscellaneous
- Strange Cousins From The West
- Full Fathom Five
- From Beale Street to Oblivion
- Robot Hive / Exodus
- Pitchfork & Lost Needles
- Blast Tyrant
- Pure Rock Fury
- Jam Room
- The Elephant Riders
- Impetus
- Clutch
- Transnational Speedway League: Anthems, Anecdotes And...
- Pitchfork (EP)
- Slow Hole To China
- Impetus - EP
- Psychic Warfare (Deluxe)
- Certain Damage! Volume 64