[INTRO – Deep gravelly sea captain, distant sailors chanting, stomping boots]
Ohhhhhh…
We’ve sailed through the storms,
We’ve been battered and bruised…
But tonight, my friends…
WE’VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE!
[CREW – SHOUTED]
HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!
[BEAT DROPS – Heavy dance bass, accordion and fiddle]
[CHORUS – Huge melodic male choir, infectious dance rhythm]
HEY-OH! ALL HANDS HIGH!
WE CAME FROM THE DARK, NOW WE LIGHT UP THE SKY!
HEY-OH! LET IT ALL GO!
LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, NOW ROW, ROW, ROW!
OH-WAY-OH! THE TIDE’S COMING IN!
SO GRAB YOUR FRIENDS AND LET THE NIGHT BEGIN!
HEY-OH! ALL HANDS HIGH!
WE’RE GONNA LIVE LIKE WE’LL NEVER DIE!
[POST-CHORUS – Bouncy dance groove, gang vocals]
OH-OH-OH, OH-OH-OH!
ROW, ROW, ROW, LET THE GOOD TIMES FLOW!
OH-OH-OH, OH-OH-OH!
EVERYBODY MOVE WHEN THE DRUMS GO BOOM!
[VERSE 1 – Traditional rhythmic sea shanty, deep rough male vocals]
Well, I woke one day with a hole in my soul,
Had a pocket full of nothing and a heart full of coal.
The world kept spinning while I stood still,
Till a wild old sailor came over the hill.
He said, “Boy, life’s short and the sea runs deep,
Don’t waste your days on the tears you weep.
There’s a thousand storms and a million more,
But the best damn nights are worth fighting for!”
So we raised our sails and we left that town,
With a rusty old ship and a bottle passed round.
And the whole damn crew started singing along,
Till the moon and the stars knew every song!
[PRE-CHORUS – Captain call and crowd response]
CAPTAIN: WHO’S GOT TROUBLES?!
CREW: WE ALL DO!
CAPTAIN: WHO’S STILL STANDING?!
CREW: ME AND YOU!
CAPTAIN: WHERE WE HEADING?!
CREW: ANYWHERE!
ALL: THROW YOUR FUCKING HANDS IN THE AIR!
[CHORUS – Full choir and pulsing dance bass]
HEY-OH! ALL HANDS HIGH!
WE CAME FROM THE DARK, NOW WE LIGHT UP THE SKY!
HEY-OH! LET IT ALL GO!
LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, NOW ROW, ROW, ROW!
OH-WAY-OH! THE TIDE’S COMING IN!
SO GRAB YOUR FRIENDS AND LET THE NIGHT BEGIN!
HEY-OH! ALL HANDS HIGH!
WE’RE GONNA LIVE LIKE WE’LL NEVER DIE!
[VERSE 2 – Fast, playful, charismatic rap over dance bass and sea shanty fiddle]
Yeah!
Got a little bit of money and a whole lot of dreams,
Life ain’t always as pretty as it looks on a screen.
Got the bills piling up and the boss on my back,
But tonight that motherfucker can get off my ass!
Got a girl from the city and a boy from the farm,
Got a sailor with a fiddle and a drink on his arm.
Got a grandma doing dances that she learned in ’82,
And a hundred crazy strangers yelling, “LET ME THROUGH!”
One step left, two steps right,
Swing that partner, let the whole room slide!
Stomp those boots, let the floorboards shake,
If the ship’s going down, we’re gonna dance through the waves!
Different faces, different places, everybody’s got a story,
Some are chasing all the money, some are chasing all the glory.
Me? I’m chasing all the moments that you never get again,
Like a thousand drunken voices turning strangers into friends!
[BREAK – Music suddenly cuts, captain speak