Tales of the Fallen Ales

Far on the horizon A deadly force is born The only brew a pirate fears Is the brewing of a storm The waves of the ocean are bashing the sides The clouds are changing, to the dead of the night The ships are scared out of sight! Destroyed by the storm, survivors are few Look to the surface, it's all of their brew Get ready crew The barrels of rum are overboard In the seas they now lie Thank fuck we have a flying ship in the sky Looting the seas of all their booze It's a pirates holy grail No wasting the souls of these sunken soldiers This is the tales of the fallen ales We swooped down below, dodging the winds Scrambling for barrels, filled to the brim Like Whitney says, Who Dares Wins! Rum filled cellars, beer wall to wall So many rescued, what a great haul Yes, we've saved them all The barrels of rum are overboard In the seas they now lie Thank fuck we have a flying ship in the sky Looting the seas of all their booze It's a pirates holy grail No wasting the souls of these sunken soldiers This is the tales of the fallen ales We got all their ales!