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