Texty:
Senses Fail Rum Is For Drinking Not For Burning

'll sink them fast Men follow me to victory Red as the sea, red as the sea And to the cannons roar Their bodies dance a shore A pirates life for me I

This captain goes down with the ship, "All hands on deck Stand hip to hip." I shout the orders, "Shoot to kill. Rum's not to burn, It's not to burn."