制作
出演艺人
Daniel Emond
钢琴
Grace McLean
领唱
Amber Gray
领唱
Courtney Bassett
领唱
Norman Sann
说唱
Seth Johnson
电吉他
Jamie Mohamdein
电低音吉他
Nathan Repasz
鼓
Camellia Hartman
小提琴
Darian Donovan Thomas
小提琴
Joshua Henderson
中提琴
Yair Evnine
大提琴
Jana Djenne Jackson
伴唱
Kimberly Grant
伴唱
Julian Diaz-Granados
伴唱
作曲和作词
Daniel Emond
词曲作者
制作和工程
Daniel Emond
制作人
歌词
ALL WE NEED
NOTHING BUT OUR WEAPONS AND WANTS
ALL WE ARE
NOTHING BUT OUR MUSCLES AND THOUGHTS
ALL WE DO
WE DRINK AIR AND WE BREATHE SEA
ALL WE WANT
IS FOR FATE TO DELIVER YOU ME
ROCK ME, ROCK ME GALE
TWIST THIS HEAD AND TAIL
INTO TREASURED GOLD
WORTH THE WAIT I'M TOLD
I DON'T KNOW BABE
WEALTH TO FILL THE SUN
AIN'T NO SHOW, BABE
ALL I WANNA DO IS HUNT YOU
WHERE YOU BEEN
I BEEN SLAUGHTERING ALL OF YOUR KIN
WE CLATTERING ON FOR THE RICHES INVOLVED
THOUGH I'D NEVER DISCOUNT MY CREW
I COULDN'T CARE LESS MY DEAR
I WANT YOU SO BAD
MY BROW IS BLACK SAND
JUST LOOK AT THE VEINS IN MY HEAD
WELL ROCK ME, ROCK ME, ROCK ME, ROCK ME,
ROCK ME, ROCK ME, ROCK ME, ROCK ME, ROCK ME, ROCK ME GALE
TELL THE NEEDLE'S TALE
BRING ME TREASURES, GOLD
WORTH THE WAIT I'M TOLD
I DON'T KNOW BABE
WEALTH TO FILL THE SUN
AIN'T NO SHOW, BABE
ALL I WANNA DO IS HUNT YOU
I'VE GOT THE HANG OF THIS, HANG ME LOOSE
WE CATCH A PRETTY PRETTY IN THE AFTERNOON
WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, WOAH
ALL MEN ARE WISE, AND BEASTS ARE CRUDE
BUT YOU EVER YELLED FIRE IN A CROWDED ROOM, TRY IT NOW
NAH, MEN ARE SHEEP. SHOVED TO THE EDGE
(DA DA DA DA DA)
I'D TRAMPLE YOU, YOU'D DASH ME TO DEATH
(DA DA DA DA DA)
WE NEVER FIT, WE OUTTA PLACE
(DA DA DA DA DA)
WE NEVER FIT, WE CHANGE OUR SHAPE
(DA DA DA DA DA)
SEE THE PIRATES COME,
THEY SEEM TO SQUAWK IN EVERY TONGUE ALL AT ONCE,
AH, AH, AH
WHY DON'T WE ALL GO HOME,
WHY DON'T WE ALL GO HOME,
WHY DON'T WE ALL GO HOME,
WHY DON'T WE ALL GO HOME?
WHY SHOULD WE ALL GO HOME,
WHY SHOULD WE ALL GO HOME,
WHY SHOULD WE ALL GO HOME,
WHY SHOULD WE ALL GO HOME!
GOD I SEE WHAT YOU GOT GOIN' ON
I WANNA TOUCH YOU BUT I CAN'T RECONCILE
ALL THE WONDER OF THE WHALE
AND WHAT LITTLE TIME
I WANNA SPEND IT WITH YOU ON MY MIND
WOAH
WOAH YEAH
I WANT TO GET DOWN, OH PULL ON, PULL ON
BOW YOUR HEAD TO THE SALT SEA MASTADON
THE NEW ENGLAND MOOSE I GOT MY
WHALE HARVARD MASTA'S ON
A PANICKING PUGILIST IN A ROW
FORTY BARREL BULL IN A CHINA SHOP
WE PET THEM BUT DARE NOT TO DART,
DESCARTES WOULD DECLARE
FATE WOULD DASH US AGAINST THE ROCKS, AH
OUR BARNACLED BROTHERS
ARE LIKE US THEY SING, THEY DANCE,
THEY SPIT, THEY RHYME
THEY SUCKLE THEIR YOUNG
MAKE LOVE WITH THEIR TONGUES
THEY MOURN FOR THEIR SONS
WHEN THEY DIE
THEM HUMPS ROLL DOWN THEM FREEWAYS
INNIES, AUDIS,
BREACH, HIGH FIVE
FABLED NEIGHBOR,
PLATE TO THE NAVEL,
FAVOR CAME
STRAIGHT FROM THE GRAVE
SURVIVE
YOU DEALT ME RAW AND REAL
WITH THE DEAL YOU WROUGHT
BUT I ABSOLVE YOU FROM ALL WRONG INOTHERWORDS
LIKE THE MOTHERS
OF THE SILENT CHOIR OF BABY WHALES
YOU ARE THE MOTHER OF MY EVERY THOUGHT
GOD I SEE WHAT YOU GOT GOIN' ON
I WANNA TOUCH YOU BUT I CAN'T RECONCILE
ALL THE WONDER OF THE WORLD
AND WHAT LITTLE TIME
I WANNA SPEND IT WITH YOU ON MY MIND, AH
Captain Ahab: Fedallah my love. Every great fight needs a prophecy. Tell me a story sugar.
GIVE YOU A STORY BABE
THAT'S ALL YOU NEED
THAT'S WHY YOU KEEP ME AROUND
AFTER ALL
YOU FETISHIZE AND EXOTICIZE
EVERYTHING THAT DON'T SQUARE WITH Y'ALL
WHY SHOULD I LET HER HAVE HER SAY NOW?
WHATEVER IT IS SHE WANTS FROM ME,
WHY SHOULD I REHEARSE
WHAT'S THIS ABOUT A HEARSE?
Fedallah: Oh, okay, a'ight. Let's rehearse.
A HEARSE
ONLY ONE OF THESE?
IT'LL SOUND LESS TRIFLING IN THREES
MY FIRST PROPHECY
WRAPPED IN A WHITE SHROUD
THE FIRST HEARSE YOU SEE
MUST CARRY ME DOWN
THE NEXT HEARSE WOOD BE
FROM TAFFRAIL TO BOW
A STATELY QUEEN
STOVE SIDELONG DOWN
TILL THESE ARE SEEN
REST EASY NOW
LONG LIVE MY CAPTAIN
OH, TASTE VICTORY!
Written by: Daniel Emond
