| Five hundred years ago when I was born
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| I crawled from the womb with a drinking horn
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| I held it to the sky in my
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| tiny metal hand
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| And got real drunk before I could stand
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| Well, ever since that day, I followed the code
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| Of stealing all your treasure and living on the road
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| Now we’ve come to your city with nothing more to say
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| Let’s drink and party the Alestorm way
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| We’re only here to have fun, get drunk
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| And make loads of money
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| 'Cause nothing else matters to me
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| We’re only here to drink rum, shoot guns
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| And live for the party
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| Come with us and soon you will see
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| We’re only here to have fun, get drunk
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| And make loads of money
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| 'Cause nothing else matters to me
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| We’re only here to get lit, talk shit
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| And drink all your whiskey
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| Come with us and soon you will see
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| We’re only here to have fun
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| Treasure chest party quest
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| Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, hey
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| Treasure chest party quest |