A knife and a treasure chest
Some great bird of the tropics
Where the man became an island
Well, well, the whale is beached
The ship is stranded on the reef
And the waters only recede
It's a last resort

I don't want to steal
But I'm happy having fun
And dying young
My piracy not confined to digital music
Its more or less defined
By blunderbuss and sea shanties
As being an outlaw
Or at last as being misunderstood

Walking the plank
Jumping into shark infested waters
Swimming with all my strength
So I can die marooned and alone

Just me, my gold, and my guns
And my ***
And my contempt