[Intro – dark blues riff, rolling bass]
[Mad Tom]
Ship off starboard!
[Captain – gravelly]
Colors?
[Red Molly]
None.
[Captain]
Guns?
[Red Molly]
Plenty.
[Captain – laughing]
Now we’re talking.
[Heavy riff]
[Verse 1]
Out she crawled from the fog bank,
Black timber, battered sails,
Gunports opening one by one
Like teeth along a whale.
No warning from her captain,
No bargain, flag, or plea,
Just forty iron barrels
Turning slowly toward me.
Old Briggs grabbed the rigging,
Jack came running with the shot,
Molly kissed the nearest cannon—
Said, “Let’s see what they got.”
[Deep bass rising]
[Captain]
BRACE!
[Enemy Broadside – massive dubstep drop]
BOOM!
[Bass crashes]
BOOM! BOOM!
[Captain]
THEY MISSED!
[Crew]
HA! HA! HA!
[Captain]
OUR TURN.
[Chorus – gang vocals]
BROADSIDE!
GIVE ’EM HELL!
SHAKE THE DECK AND RING THEIR BELL!
LIGHT THE FUSE!
LET IT FLY!
SEND THAT IRON THROUGH THE SKY!
BROADSIDE!
BAD INTENTIONS!
NO DAMN MERCY!
NO PERMISSION!
[Crew]
NO KINGS!
NO CHAINS!
[Captain]
FIRE!
[Massive Drop]
[Instrumental – blues guitar over violent dubstep]
[Verse 2]
First shot split their railing,
Second tore the mast apart,
Third went through the captain’s deck
And found the bastard’s heart.
But still that ship kept coming,
Turning hard across our bow,
Their crew came screaming through the smoke—
They weren’t laughing now.
Red Molly yelled, “RELOAD!”
Briggs hauled the canvas tight,
Jack poured rum across the powder—
[Captain]
JACK!
[One-Eyed Jack]
WHAT?!
[Captain]
NOT THE FUCKING RUM!
[One-Eyed Jack]
…Right.
[Heavy bass groove]
[Crew]
LOAD!
[Bass hit]
RAM!
[Bass hit]
AIM!
[Bass hit]
FIRE!
[Broadsides – crushing drops]
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
[Chorus]
BROADSIDE!
GIVE ’EM HELL!
SEND THOSE BASTARDS DOWN TO DWELL!
PORTSIDE GUNS!
LET ’EM ROAR!
THEN SWING HER ROUND
AND GIVE ’EM MORE!
BROADSIDE!
BAD INTENTIONS!
BLACK FLAG FLYING!
NO SURRENDER!
IF THEY CAME TO TAKE OUR GOLD—
THEY PICKED THE WRONG DAMN CREW!
[Bridge – slow filthy blues]
[Captain]
Bring us alongside.
[Red Molly]
You planning to board ’em?
[Captain]
No.
[Red Molly]
Then why get closer?
[Captain]
I wanna see their faces.
[Crushing riff]
[Crew]
HA! HA! HA!
[Breakdown – cannon rhythm]
PORT!
[Bass drop]
FIRE!
STARBOARD!
[Bass drop]
FIRE!
PORT!
[Bass drop]
FIRE!
[Captain]
ALL GUNS!
[Crew]
FIRE!!!
[Massive Dubstep Drop]
[Final Chorus]
BROADSIDE!
LET HER BURN!
SEND ’EM WHERE THE DEAD MEN TURN!
SMOKE AND FIRE!
STEEL AND FLAME!
MAKE THE BLACK SEA KNOW OUR NAME!
BROADSIDE!
BAD INTENTIONS!
HELL AIN’T GOT
ENOUGH DAMN PRISONS!
NO KINGS!
NO CHAINS!
ONLY POWDER!
ONLY PAIN!
[Finale – slow riff, burning wreck behind]
[Mad Tom]
She’s sinking, Captain.
[Captain]
Good.
[Red Molly]
Should we take survivors?
[Captain]
Survivors?
[Silence]
[Crew – laughing]
HA! HA! HA!
[Captain]
Reload the guns.
Something tells me
that wasn’t the worst thing out here.
[Deep bass rumble beneath the ship]
[Final hit]