Pirates: Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul
Yo oh heave ho
There are men whose hearts as as black as coal
Yo oh heave ho
Inkspots: And they sailed their ship cross the ocean blue
A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew
Alligators: It's as dark a tale as was ever told
Of the l*** for treasure and the love of gold
Pirates: Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides
Yo oh heave ho
There are hungers as strong as the wind and tides
Yo oh heave ho
Possums: And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum
Monkey: The devil himself would have to call them scum
Crabs: Every man aboard would have killed his mate
For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight
Alligators: A piece of eight
Octopus: A piece of eight
Mosquitos: Five, six, seven, eight
Stone Faces: Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not right
Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight
Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware
Crabs: When de money in the ground dere's murder in de air
Totems: Murder in de air
Stone Faces: One more time now
Pirates: Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones
Yo oh heave ho
There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones
Yo oh heave ho
Snakes: When the mainsail's set and the anchor's weighed
There's no turning back from any course that's laid
Skulls: And when greed and villainy sail the sea
You can bet your boots there'll be treachery
Pirates: Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails
Dead men tell no tales
Yo oh heave ho
There are men whose hearts as as black as coal
Yo oh heave ho
Inkspots: And they sailed their ship cross the ocean blue
A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew
Alligators: It's as dark a tale as was ever told
Of the l*** for treasure and the love of gold
Pirates: Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides
Yo oh heave ho
There are hungers as strong as the wind and tides
Yo oh heave ho
Possums: And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum
Monkey: The devil himself would have to call them scum
Crabs: Every man aboard would have killed his mate
For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight
Alligators: A piece of eight
Octopus: A piece of eight
Mosquitos: Five, six, seven, eight
Stone Faces: Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not right
Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight
Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware
Crabs: When de money in the ground dere's murder in de air
Totems: Murder in de air
Stone Faces: One more time now
Pirates: Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones
Yo oh heave ho
There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones
Yo oh heave ho
Snakes: When the mainsail's set and the anchor's weighed
There's no turning back from any course that's laid
Skulls: And when greed and villainy sail the sea
You can bet your boots there'll be treachery
Pirates: Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails
Dead men tell no tales