Skull & Crossbones

Under skull and bones

to always be alone

A killer storm might break

or do the gallows wait

Skull and crossed bones

To never see your home

always you will roam

To die on some far shore

worst than the lowest whore

Skull and crossed bones

On each port you call

the lowest of them all

Get syphilis for sure

with each one of these whores

Skull and crossed bones

Then out you go again till death

becomes a friend

You rob and steal and maim

until you get the same

Skull and crossed bones

Skull and crossed bones