Pirate Word Association Game

[black bart]

There's nuffin loik a Spanish Harlot
A nice big bouncy Spanish Harlot
I know a special one, she's got a lovely bum
She only comes out when the moon is on the run
And both her teeth are gleaming
Her hair grows all down her back, none on her head
So soft and shiny it could do wiv a bit of cleaning

There's nuffin loik a Spanish Harlot
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
There's nuffin loik a Spanish Harlot
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

[The Black Spot]

If you knew Pegleg Sue
Then ye knows what I's bin through
With Pegleg, my Pegleg Sue
Well ye needs a wash
An' a scrub down Pegleg Sue

Pegleg Sue, Pegleg Sue
Shitty shitty shitty shitty
Pegleg Sue
Oh Pegleg, my Pegleg Sue

Well ye needs a scrub
Wi' a wire brush
Pegleg Sue.

[black bart]

We sailed in the foggy air
Freezing arse on a porthole pane
Squeezed in me cabin
The last toim I did this it made me lame
So drunken and grog filled
My voice reaches out in a piercing cry
God help me I'm ill

The feeling has gone in my lower limbs
Bring the breath back to me
There's no breath left in me
Oh, Big Brenda

[The Black Spot]

Roll Over Beethoven

Im gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to the townhall today
It concerns a sum of money
That I want the council to pay.
Cough up for Mayor Boris, if you want him back alive again.

Well he's gettin' pretty hot now,
Down there in the bilge.
Make sure the payment doesn't linger
Or we'll be cutting off his fingers
And sending them all off to you.
Cough up for Mayor Boris, or we'll feed him to the cats in the zoo.

[black bart]

There's a feeling I get
When I've drunk all the best
And the spirits before I am leaving
In the kitchen I've seen
Bubbling stew oh so green
And the Fish Heads atop are all floating
OOOOOOHHHH and it makes me chunder
OOOOOOHHHH and it makes me chunder

[DaveL]

Cast Iron Zeppelin?

[Dan (dat haole dude)]

prolly so, but oi hear dey wen an' sank widdout a trace after dey go play..er...ballads..now, if'n yez talkin' abaht yer Motley Croo, 'tis a whole 'nudda bucket uv FHS..(w'y dey even made it to Marble Arch!)

[black bart]

Arrrgh...I has heard all about yer Motley Crew...if ye arsks me te be scurvy wots given em the mottles.

[Dan (dat haole dude)]

Arroha, nope! twasnae scruvy wot Mottled da Croo..'twas honest British "foode"..dey was called "Skin Loike Milk Croo" befo' reachin' yer damp and gastronomically-challenged shores..(dey was drug-and-drink addled twits, roight enuf, but, boy! complexions to fookin' die fer!)

[black bart]

damp and gastronomically-challenged shores?

Arrrrr there be nuffin quoite loik a BBQ on the beach wiv yer hanky on yer head:

[DaveL]

YArrrrr...

Was that a quote from Knuckles O'Shuffles latest work?

[Dan (dat haole dude)]

Arroha, DaveL...could be, but if dat be Knuckles his own self in da picture, wot's on 'is 'ead would be a "wankerchief", ya?

[black bart]

Arroha, DaveL...could be, but if dat be Knuckles his own self in da picture, wot's on 'is 'ead would be a "wankerchief", ya?

Put that in the dictionary matey.

[DaveL]

Arroha, DaveL...could be, but if dat be Knuckles his own self in da picture, wot's on 'is 'ead would be a "wankerchief", ya?

YArrrr...

It depends which head, the big one or the little one.

[pieces o'nine]

Yarrr thee level ov sievel disk curse an rapier wit arown hear brings a tear t'me wun good oi, hit duz.