LONG JOHN SILVER
Casady / Slick

Long John Silver ring in his ear
He's the hero, make that clear
Does the same thing his father did
Sailing around the
Caribbean robing king with his
Talking parrot this time I
Think he's on the high side
Scabs are forming, scraped his knee
Guards are warning, a
Bad man is free
He's like electric clock that needs
No winding keeps the time
Without your hands western feet
Need no binding take a [bad word] through old Japan
He's seen a thousand
Countries, they're all the same
Some men crazy - some men
Sane but all men [bad word] by a flag
Or a game he knows
Nobody's got you if you don't sign
Your name

Long John Silver serves no king no land holds him--that's
Why he feels like singing every country now & then roars
Like [bad word] & singing every monk will now & then call
His men to hear the wenches night bells ringing.