G# Go A storm is coming [?] G#m Die There's no escaping G#m We're all anticipating smashing your brains and eyes G#m Firing the cannons and raising the flags G#m This is the piratical way G#m Under the sign of the storm of ale G#m Soon with your lives you will pay G#m F#m We're losing our minds Em F#m Into the battle and drink what we find [Chorus] (x2) G#m B Rum, beer, quests, and mead F#m Em These are things that a pirate needs G#m B Raise the flag, and let's set sail F#m Em Under the sign of the storm of ale G#m Rum, the finest potion G#m It gives me quite the notion G#m To vomit over your face G#m Beer, so cold as ice This [?] will suffice G#m Drinking through nights and through days G#m Quest, this is the meaning of life G#m The voyage into the unknown G#m A tankard of mead, is all that I need G#m To enter the partying zone G#m F#m We're out of control Em F#m Escape from your [?], the depth of your soul [Chorus] (x2) G#m B Rum, beer, quests, and mead F#m Em These are things that a pirate needs G#m B Raise the flag, and let's set sail F#m Em Under the sign of the storm of ale G#m F#m We're losing our minds Em F#m Into the battle and drink what we find G#m F#m No, there's no turning back Em F#m Ready for battle, it's time to attack [Chorus] (x2) G#m B Rum, beer, quests, and mead F#m Em These are things that a pirate needs G#m B Raise the flag, and let's set sail F#m Em Under the sign of the storm of ale
