Shiver my timbers, shiver my soul
Yo oh heave ho
There are men whose hearts are as black as coal
Yo oh heave ho
And they sailed their ships cross the ocean blue
A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew
Its as dark a tale as was ever told
Of the l*** for treasure and the love of gold
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides
Yo oh heave ho
There are hungers as strong as the winds and tides
Yo oh heave ho
And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum
The devil himself would have to call them scum
Every man aboard would have killed his mate
For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight
A piece of eight! A piece of eight! five, six, seven, eight!
Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not right
Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight
Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware
When theres money in the ground theres murder in the air,
Murder in the air! One more time now!
Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones
Yo oh heave ho
There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones
Yo oh heave ho
When the mainsails set and the anchors weighed
Theres no turning back from any course thats laid
And when greed and villainy sail the sea
You can bet your boots therell be treachery... treachery... treachery...
1 beat oooh!
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails
Dead men tell no tales
Yo oh heave ho
There are men whose hearts are as black as coal
Yo oh heave ho
And they sailed their ships cross the ocean blue
A blood-thirsty captain and a cut-throat crew
Its as dark a tale as was ever told
Of the l*** for treasure and the love of gold
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sides
Yo oh heave ho
There are hungers as strong as the winds and tides
Yo oh heave ho
And those buccaneers drowned their sins in rum
The devil himself would have to call them scum
Every man aboard would have killed his mate
For a bag of guineas or a piece of eight
A piece of eight! A piece of eight! five, six, seven, eight!
Hulla wacka ulla wacka something not right
Many wicked icky things gonna happen tonight
Hulla wacka ulla wacka sailor man beware
When theres money in the ground theres murder in the air,
Murder in the air! One more time now!
Shiver my timbers, shiver my bones
Yo oh heave ho
There are secrets that sleep with old Davy Jones
Yo oh heave ho
When the mainsails set and the anchors weighed
Theres no turning back from any course thats laid
And when greed and villainy sail the sea
You can bet your boots therell be treachery... treachery... treachery...
1 beat oooh!
Shiver my timbers, shiver my sails
Dead men tell no tales