Track · Aug 19, 2026 · English
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW
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Lyrics
[Intro – dirty blues riff, rolling bass pulse]
[Crew – low chant]
Heave…
Ho…
Heave…
Ho…
[Captain – gravelly]
They say a good sailor
fears the rope…
Fears the cannon…
Fears the deep.
My boys?
They ain’t got enough sense
to fear a damn thing.
[Dubstep bass surges]
[Crew]
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
[Verse 1]
Old Briggs lost three fingers
To a Spanish captain’s blade,
Still climbs the mast in lightning
Like the Devil owes him pay.
One-Eyed Jack drinks gunpowder,
Says the rum ain’t strong enough,
Red Molly sleeps beside the cannons
’Cause she likes waking up rough.
Got thieves below the deck boards,
Got killers in the hold,
Every bastard aboard this ship
Would sell his soul for gold!
[Pre-Chorus]
[Captain]
Who’s afraid of hanging?!
[Crew]
NOT US!
[Captain]
Who’s afraid of drowning?!
[Crew]
NOT US!
[Captain]
WHO’S AFRAID OF DYING?!
[Silence]
[Crew – laughing]
TOO LATE!
[Heavy Drop]
[Chorus – gang vocals]
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
AIN’T A DAMN THING DEATH CAN DO!
HEAVE THAT ROPE!
DRINK THAT BREW!
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
NO GRAVE!
NO FEAR!
POUR ANOTHER ROUND OF BEER!
IF THE REAPER WANTS HIS DUE—
TELL HIM GET IN LINE WITH THE CREW!
[Dubstep Break – wobbling bass under blues guitar]
[Verse 2]
Cookie keeps a cleaver
That ain’t only touched the meat,
Mad Tom swears the ocean
Whispers secrets in his sleep.
Little Finn cheats everybody
Every time the cards are dealt,
And Briggs once punched a shark
For trying to steal his belt.
We’re sinners, thieves and bastards,
We’re the worst the ports could lose,
But when the black flag starts to rise—
THERE AIN’T A BETTER CREW!
[Industrial Drop]
[Crew]
HEAVE!
[Bass hit]
HO!
[Bass hit]
HEAVE!
[Bass hit]
HO!
[Captain]
Pull, you bastards!
[Crew]
HEAVE-HO!
[Chorus]
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
AIN’T A DAMN THING DEATH CAN DO!
LOAD THAT GUN!
LIGHT THAT FUSE!
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
NO KING!
NO CHAINS!
NOTHING BUT THE WIND AND WAVES!
IF THE DEVIL WANTS US TOO—
HE CAN SAIL WITH THE CREW!
[Bridge – slow blues swagger]
[Captain]
Now listen…
A living man worries
about tomorrow.
A dead man?
He drinks tonight.
[Crew – laughing]
AYE!
[Captain]
And if we’re all dead men already…
[Crew]
THEN POUR THE RUM!
[Breakdown – crushing riff and dubstep]
DEAD!
[Bass drop]
MEN!
[Bass drop]
MAKE!
[Bass drop]
GOOD!
[Massive Drop]
CREW!!!
[Crew]
NO KINGS!
NO CHAINS!
NO KINGS!
NO CHAINS!
[Captain]
LOUDER!
[Crew]
NO KINGS!
NO CHAINS!
[Final Chorus]
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
BLACK FLAG CUTTING THROUGH THE BLUE!
STOMP THAT DECK!
SHAKE HER LOOSE!
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
LET THE NAVY COME IN VIEW!
LET THE DEVIL FOLLOW TOO!
WE’LL SEND ’EM BOTH
TO DAVY JONES—
THEN DRINK TO WHAT WE BLEW!
[Finale – bass and guitar rolling]
[Crew]
HEAVE-HO!
HEAVE-HO!
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
HEAVE-HO!
HEAVE-HO!
DEAD MEN MAKE GOOD CREW!
[Captain – laughing]
Now THAT’S a crew.
[Final bass hit]
Style
slow pirate southern blues metalgritty captaingang shantiesheavy dubstep groovecrushing riffsbass dropsenglish
Credits
Prompt by
Tankitall
TankitallGeneratedAug 19, 2026
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