Текст песни Pint Of Stout - Drunken Cannoneer

Once we got into the storm, danced on the Devil’s horn
And the great infernal blaze ripped the depth of ocean waves
We were under threatening cloud, scared by the spooky sound
But before we cried or fell popped up the Ship from Hell!

Ship was steered by undeads, board was hung with talking heads
Snakes were crawling on the mast, imp had fun in raven’s nest
They prepared for a fight, turned the board to our side
Skeletons shot their cannons, rusty case-shot hit our blazon

We survived the hellish strike but the captain lost his spike
Then he shouted “Fire a volley! Save us, God, for our folly!”
So we bowed our shoulders waiting for cannoneer’s orders
But the drunken cannoneer snored and dreamed of pint of beer