Take a swig o' rum and cast yer ears this way, fer a wind...
Today's the day that we can speak, and celebrate our lives as free men.
Thank be to God we are not yuro pee'in.
For they worship that one thing, which thee will ne'er have...
To those who doubt this crew, and cast us aside
Like a fly, who be takin' with honey.
We'll take ye rum, and yer gold, in the fight
And then who'll be laughin, me hearty'?
More to come, ye minifig-yellow swabs...
The winds guide my ship,
Towards lands far and distant,